The heavens and earth were eerily quiet, a silence that was terrifying.
If outsiders were present, they would surely be astonished. A group of people stood motionless like statues, with only one peerless woman standing on Ye Chen's body, extending her slender jade fingers to trace across the Sacred Body's face, her expression enchanting and her posture seductive.
The emperors still couldn't move, and the generals were the same. The only one who could, Ye Chen, remained still like a statue—not because he chose to, but because he was still recovering his divine power.
"Sister."
Hong Yan called out again, her earlier sobs turning into choked words, the tears that had frozen like frost finally streaming down her cheeks, carrying a plea that made her seem even more humble.
"Honestly, I really detest your tears."
Qi Huan replied casually, finally stepping away and circling behind Ye Chen, scanning him up and down as if admiring a work of art.
"I detest lovers even more."
After a long while, she added the unfinished thought.
"Without emotion, what's the difference from a puppet?"
Tears filled Hong Yan's eyes.
"Perhaps what my sister said is right."
Qi Huan didn't look at Ye Chen again and shifted her steps, her gaze now on the emperors, like a leisurely person strolling idly through the gaps between them. She glanced at Di Huang, then at Zhan Shen, examining each one as if they were works of art, just as she had with Ye Chen.
The emperors said nothing, their bodies ice-cold.
Being stared at by Qi Huan made them feel as if their entire beings had become transparent, hiding no secrets, and as if they had fallen into the Nine Serenities, never to be reborn.
This was the might of a Zhun Huang Sheng Mo.
The gods and generals were horrified in their hearts, and the emperors were equally so, truly witnessing what absolute supremacy meant. In front of her, they didn't even have the qualification to move, reduced to mere ants that could be slaughtered with a casual raise of the hand.
The Ye Chen in front remained calm.
Qi Huan was terrifying, and Ye Chen didn't deny it. He knew he couldn't defeat her; if they were at the same level, he wouldn't fear her, but she was a whole realm above.
At that moment, he wasn't worried about the emperors' safety. A supreme being like Qi Huan had supreme dignity and wouldn't deign to attack those at the Great Emperor level.
"The Heavenly Court Empress is already dead; with just these, you think you can fight him? Sister, what do you think the chances of victory are?"
Qi Huan circled around and stood in front of Hong Yan, her clear and pure beautiful eyes free of any worldly filth, quietly watching her sister.
"The fate of all living beings endures vastly."
Hong Yan no longer choked up, her words firm as she looked straight at Qi Huan. After so many years, this was the first time she dared to meet her sister's gaze like this.
"He said the same thing."
Qi Huan smiled, a mysterious smile whose meaning was unclear.
"You two are really very similar."
Qi Huan raised her hand and gently wiped away Hong Yan's tears, her expression slightly dazed, her water-like eyes hiding a trace of ancient vicissitude that hinted at a story.
"If he were still here, he would say the same."
Hong Yan said faintly, gradually shedding the fear in her heart.
"Then, let's kill him once more."
Qi Huan gave a幽 smile, her expression returning to its demonic nature, speaking casually. But Hong Yan clearly saw a trace of ancient sorrow in her eyes; once, she had personally killed the one she loved most, and her heart must have been in pain.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a buzzing sound arose from Ye Chen's Sacred Body, a layer of golden halo spreading out and brushing over Hong Yan and the emperors, restoring their ability to move.
"Is it an illusion again?"
The Fourth God General frowned, looking toward the ethereal cloud platform. Qi Huan wasn't in front of them but on the cloud platform—or rather, she had never come down; earlier, they had simply been drawn into an illusion.
The emperors' expressions were grave, even more shocked.
Ye Chen had blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. Bei Lin was half right—it was an illusion, but also real. Qi Huan had truly come down, but it was within the illusion. The reason he hadn't moved was not only to recover his divine power but truly to break Qi Huan's illusion.
"Behind me is the end of the Taigu."
"Kill me, and it is the Taigu Honghuang."
Qi Huan stood gracefully at the peak of the void, overlooking the world and all living beings, her words ethereal and clear, carrying an irresistible demonic power.
Below, no one spoke.
The emperors' expressions had become extremely ugly. Reaching the end was true, but a god blocked the door, powerful enough to make hearts tremble.
Qi Huan gave them a hope.
However, that hope was more remote than despair. Not to mention them, even Ye Chen was far from enough.
Sometimes, positions are truly terrifying.
Same root and origin, this side of the Zhutian had her sister, yet she remained coldly emotionless. To pass, they would meet on the battlefield—where was there any family affection? Each served their own master.
Zheng!
Ye Chen gripped the Immortal Sword and was the first to charge into the void. There was light, and there was hope; no matter what, he would fight.
His sword was devastating.
Unfortunately, in front of Qi Huan, it was just a show. She lightly extended two fingers and easily clamped the tip of the Eternal Sword. No matter how he urged his divine power, he couldn't pierce it even a bit, and the sword's power was instantly neutralized.
"Despair?"
Qi Huan smiled幽ly, with a bit of feminine charm.
"Tired?"
Ye Chen didn't answer the question but counterasked.
In the end, he and Qi Huan were the same kind of people.
People like them all upheld certain beliefs and, due to ancient positions, each had their own obsessions. Along the way, he was exhausted to the extreme, and the supreme Zhun Huang Sheng Mo was probably the same.
Qi Huan's mouth curved slightly, and with a light flick of her finger.
With a bang, Ye Chen was shaken away on the spot, the Eternal Sword in his hand shattering inch by inch, and his arm exploding with blood light. He was defeated miserably in one move.
Boom!
Ye Chen suddenly stabilized himself and instantly killed back.
Unfortunately, Qi Huan was faster.
Before he could throw a punch, Qi Huan's jade hand had already grabbed his neck, holding him suspended in mid-air.
This scene made people's hearts turn cold.
That was Ye Chen! He had slaughtered unknown numbers of supremes, yet in front of Qi Huan, he was so vulnerable, held up with one hand like an ant.
This was the gap.
This was the difference between a Tian Di Sacred Body and a Zhun Huang realm Saint Demon. No matter how stunning you were, no matter how against the heavens, no matter how many legends and myths you created, under absolute suppression of combat power, you couldn't make any waves.
"The person she chose is indeed interesting."
Qi Huan smiled playfully, and the "she" in her mouth referred to the Heavenly Court Empress. From the first glance at Ye Chen, she had seen the Eternal Blessing and some kind of fate. That kind of fate should have been on the Heavenly Court Empress, but now, it was borne by Ye Chen.
"Boss."
The Chaos Cauldron howled and charged from behind with a ding.
Qi Huan didn't even look and casually swung a palm.
Accompanied by a clang, the Chaos Cauldron exploded on the spot, cracks appearing on its body, almost collapsing completely, and the dim divine glow was instantly extinguished.
"Sister, don't kill him."
Hong Yan stepped into the sky, her eyes full of tears.
Qi Huan still didn't look and swung another palm.
The peerless Sacred Body was equally inadequate, like a kite with a broken string falling from the ethereal heights, her immortal body stained with blood. This was Qi Huan holding back; otherwise, one palm could have obliterated her.
"War!"
The emperors shouted in unison, like rays of divine rainbows rushing into the sky. Some blood sacrificed their origins, some offered their lifespans, pushing their combat power to the peak state.
Qi Huan still didn't look and swung another palm.
This palm swept away all the Zhutian emperors, sending them flying one by one. How weak—they seemed they didn't even qualify as ants.
Thus, the Zhutian expeditionary army was completely defeated.
"Can you submit?"
Qi Huan lightly parted her lips, smiling as she looked at Ye Chen.
"Good."
Ye Chen spoke, his word flat.
"That's right!"
Qi Huan smiled幽ly.
Zheng!
Before she could let go, a sword's Zheng sound was heard.
Qi Huan's mind wavered for a moment.
When she regained her senses, Ye Chen's sword was already thrusting toward her face, only two or three inches from her brow, and the destructive power on the sword had already drawn a shallow sword mark on her brow.
"Good pair of Chaos Wheel Eyes."
Qi Huan laughed and flipped Ye Chen over with a palm.
"You are the first to drag me into an illusion."
Qi Huan came stepping through the sky with grace.
For Ye Chen, she had gained a new level of respect. He, who had performed illusions to the extreme, was actually hit by Ye Chen's illusion. As early as before she asked Ye Chen "Can you submit," he had already fallen into the Chaos Wheel Eyes' illusion, so Ye Chen's sword came from the opposite side.
Or rather, he had already escaped.
Qi Huan's words were not false. Ye Chen indeed used an illusion. Facing a Zhun Huang Sheng Mo, although he was not an opponent, he was not weak enough to have no power to resist. Precisely because Qi Huan had absolute confidence in illusions, she relaxed her vigilance and was caught off guard by Ye Chen.
"You, can still give me how many surprises."
Qi Huan instantly arrived, pointing a finger toward Ye Chen's brow.
This finger was destructive.
Before it even hit, Ye Chen's brow had already cracked. It was broken open by the killing intent on that finger. Not knowing if it was the Emperor Dao physical body, even the Tian Di primordial spirit cracked.
Ye Chen didn't speak and forcibly used the Flying Thunder God.
Unfortunately, being locked by that finger, even a Zhun Huang level Saint Demon could keep up with the Flying Thunder God. That finger followed like a shadow and hit directly.
Pfft!
Blood light was dazzling. Ye Chen's brow was pierced by a finger, the gruesome blood hole, sacred blood spurted, his skull almost exploded, and his primordial spirit was severely damaged.
Roar!
The dragon's roar sounded, and Ye Chen used the Eight Divisions Heavenly Dragons.
Regrettably, it was useless.
Although the Eight Divisions Heavenly Dragons were strong, when thrown at Qi Huan, they were collided and destroyed. Not only did it not injure the opponent, but it was shaken and flipped out all the way.
"Little Sacred Body, it's over."
Before Ye Chen could stabilize, he heard Qi Huan's幽 smile. Again, her slender jade finger lightly lifted, a finger of divine light shot out from her fingertip. It looked ordinary, no different from ordinary divine light, but it carried destructive power that could pierce through everything in the world.
Ye Chen suddenly stabilized himself.
At this instant, he activated his vision, activated his Hegemonic Body, and in front of him gathered layers of shields, elevating his defense to the highest.
Regrettably, all of these were for show.
Qi Huan's finger light was too strong. It broke through the shields, pierced through the Eternal Vision, as if all defenses couldn't stop her finger.
Pfft! Pfft!
Still blood light, but not one but two. In the moment before being hit, Ye Chen suddenly felt his vision blur, and a graceful shadow blocked in front of him.
It was Hong Yan.
Qi Huan's finger light pierced through her sister and also pierced through Ye Chen. One Tian Di Sacred Body and one Great Emperor Sacred Body, without distinction, fell from the void sky.
PS: Wishing book friend Ming Jie, Jian Ren (Xiao Hei Ban), happy birthday!!!
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