Chapter 3066: Team Up to Beat Up the Child

In the unknown domain, the little child was extremely mischievous. It ignored the illusory phoenix and focused instead on the real phoenix belonging to Donghua Nüdi.

Although its laughter was bright and cheerful, it sounded extraordinarily eerie to the assembled supremes. Some of these small creatures might look adorable, but they were actually terrifying beings.

Donghua Nüdi remained silent, using immortal arts to evade the child. She knew she couldn't win a direct confrontation, as the earlier example of Douzhan Sheng Huang had shown.

As she dodged, she observed the child more closely, growing increasingly alarmed. She had even tried forbidden divination techniques but found nothing—no roots, just a blank void, as if it had appeared out of nowhere.

At some point, the child stopped chasing her and turned its attention to Tian Ting Dan Di. Its large, sparkling eyes gleamed with interest, deeming this Heavenly Emperor tastier than Donghua Nüdi.

Ye Chen stayed put, silently observing. His guess was correct—the longer outsiders lingered, the smarter the child became. It had started by eating anything, but now it had learned to be picky, going for the most appetizing targets first.

Sure enough, after pursuing Donghua Nüdi and then Tian Ting Dan Di, the child set its sights on Tian Xu Tian Di, followed by the quasi-Emperor from the Heavenly Court.

"I say, let's gang up and beat it!"

Xuan Di and Gui Di positioned themselves on either side.

The suggestion was well-received. As soon as the words were spoken, all the male supremes present—whether Great Emperors or quasi-Emperors—rushed forward in a group, showing no mercy to the child and putting all their effort into subduing it.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The sounds of battle erupted, with explosions ringing out continuously. The scene was quite spectacle-like: a bunch of burly men ganging up on a little child, perfectly illustrating what it meant to bully the weak with numbers.

However, the real show was yet to come. Despite the might of these past supremes, none could overpower the child. With a casual wave of its small hand, it sent a whole group flying. Not even Great Emperors could stand against it; quasi-Emperors were no match either. Numbers meant nothing—it knocked them all over the sky, sending them scattering in chaos. Some of the weaker Great Emperors had their physical bodies destroyed, leaving only their primordial spirits to retreat, not daring to approach again. The child looked harmless, but in reality, its power was heaven-defying.

"As expected."

Ye Chen didn't join the fight, content to be a spectator. He wasn't surprised by the supremes getting hammered. He had witnessed the child's terror during its first appearance, and that was without it going all out. If it truly unleashed its full strength, even a Female Emperor might not suffice.

"It seems unfamiliar with secret arts."

Wangchuan Nüdi stood beside Ye Chen, also watching as an observer, her tone thoughtful.

"That's because you've never seen it before."

Ye Chen spoke leisurely. He had seen the child use secret arts on its first visit—it had summoned a sun and a moon, their rays shining like unbreakable divine swords. Even in his bloodline state with an indestructible emperor body, he had been pierced full of bloody holes.

It wasn't an exaggeration—if the child used that secret technique now, at least ninety percent of the supremes here would suffer severe injuries.

Just wait. The longer time went on, the more secret arts the child would master, and they'd be the kind that could destroy heavens and earth. The more outsiders stayed, the stronger and smarter it became. It was playful now, but later it would turn ferocious, devouring everyone except him.

"Seal!"

"Suppress!"

The supremes shouted continuously, deploying binding spells or sealing techniques in an attempt to trap the child and study it properly.

But the reality was embarrassingly futile.

No one could seal it. Any binding or seal was devoured completely. No one could harm it either.

Compared to the child, even the dominant eternal bloodline paled in comparison. The most powerful emperor divine abilities left no mark on it whatsoever.

In the end, despite the combined efforts of past supremes, not only did they fail to capture the child, but they were sent flying one by one, their blood and bones scattering.

"This kind of bizarre opponent is truly a first for me."

Xuan Di staggered, coughing up blood. He had taken a slap from the child, which obliterated half his emperor body. Back in the ancient Heavenly Court war, facing Heavenly Emperors or sacred demons, he hadn't been this miserable—and that was in a group fight.

"My Sun and Moon Forbidden Curse has lost its effect."

Gui Di fared no better, nearly losing his footing and plummeting from the void. Over these endless years, he had mastered this immortal art, which had felled countless supremes, yet it was useless against the child.

"Invulnerable to all laws?"

The supremes frowned deeply. Each of them was a dominating force across the universe, wielding supreme divine abilities, yet none could touch the child.

Ye Chen glanced over before closing his eyes. With the supremes holding the line and keeping the child at bay, he could focus on something meaningful.

For instance, resurrecting those who had died in battle.

He reversed the laws again, scouring his memories for any traces of Ye Fan's existence, hoping to use them to pull Ye Fan back into the world.

Such a feat might be impossible outside, but in this ruleless unknown domain, it was possible.

Regrettably, the traces in his memories were hard to manifest and differed greatly from the marks he had etched in the Dao. He could bring back the supremes, but he couldn't shape Ye Fan's true form.

"Boss, try using heavenly tribulation."

The Chaos Cauldron offered a reminder, more invested than Ye Chen. As his natal weapon, it possessed high intelligence and understood his state of mind best.

Ye Chen didn't respond, as he had already planned to use heavenly tribulation. Even at the peak of Heavenly Emperor, it still existed for him.

He was still that heaven-defying person. As long as the heavenly Dao remained, so would the tribulation. Only if the heavenly Dao perished or he surpassed it could he escape its torment entirely.

Crackle! Crackle!

Thunder rumbled as he grasped a strand of dark tribulation lightning, using it as the root to reverse the rules and manifest a tribulation body.

Back then, Ye Fan had absorbed tribulation lightning from him. Now, Ye Chen could reverse the rules and revive that absorbed tribulation, which had entered Ye Fan's body and thus carried traces of him.

It had to be said, using tribulation as a medium worked. The revived tribulation indeed bore Ye Fan's traces.

"This could work."

The Chaos Fire flickered with excitement. These traces were far more substantial than those in memories. Though not as strong as Dao marks, they were genuinely real.

"Return!"

Ye Chen's voice was resolute, his deep eyes etched with blood-red veins. He had never given up on his obsession to resurrect his child.

The tribulation lightning in his hand multiplied, beyond his palm's control, surging into his body and enveloping his sacred form. It was all the lightning Ye Fan had absorbed years ago, returning strand by strand in a rampage. Even his peak Heavenly Emperor body was torn apart.

Tribulation didn't care how strong you were—it matched your power, much like heavenly tribulations that varied by individual.

"The unknown domain has no rules, so how can there be tribulation?"

Honglian Nüdi furrowed her brows slightly.

"The sacred body originates from heaven. No matter where, with or without rules, even beyond heavenly control, his tribulation follows like a shadow."

Yaochi Nüdi explained slowly.

"He's trying to resurrect the tribulation body."

Donghua Nüdi murmured.

She had heard from the divine generals that Ye Chen's child, Ye Fan, was a bloodline forged by tribulation. When the new emperors of the realms proved their Dao, he had willingly died at his father's hands to force his parents' nirvana.

His death was meaningful, leading to the transformation of both Ye Chen and Donghua Nüdi in their moments of desperation.

That battle must have been tragic—watching your child die would tear a parent's heart apart. She understood Ye Chen's mindset; his obsession with resurrection likely overshadowed even his concern for all living beings.

"If he succeeds, that would truly be defying heaven."

Wangchuan Nüdi took a deep breath.

Ye Chen could resurrect them because he had etched traces in the Dao beforehand. But Ye Fan was different—there were no prior traces. Now, using tribulation as a medium, the difficulty was immense. If this worked, perhaps more could be resurrected.

"We could try as well."

Many female supremes who hadn't joined the fight began searching for traces, mimicking Ye Chen by using them as a foundation to reverse the laws. In this ruleless unknown domain, endless possibilities lay hidden.

"Return!"

Ye Chen's eyes filled with even more blood veins, a vivid red as if dripping blood, mixed with turbid tears. Perhaps because Ye Fan had been dead too long, or the traces were too faint, manifesting his true form was extremely difficult.

Or perhaps some force was blocking it—and that force came from the bizarre child.

This place had no rules, but that didn't mean one could overturn everything freely. The child could be seen as the domain's master, and the longer outsiders stayed, the stronger its mastery became.

In essence, Ye Chen was defying the rules, challenging the child. Each challenge stirred its mastery subconscious, which was one reason it was growing stronger and smarter.

"You all, stop for now."

A female quasi-Emperor from the Heavenly Court spoke, addressing Donghua, Hongyan, and Yaochi Nüdi.

As a quasi-Emperor, her insight was keen; she had noticed the issue. The more people reversed the laws, the more it stimulated the child. Its increasing strength was proof.

Ye Chen's attempt to resurrect his child was genuine, but with so many emperors reversing the rules, they were only hindering him.

Stimulating the child was one thing, but awakening its mastery subconscious would be disastrous. Resurrection was already tough enough without adding to the burden.

Upon hearing this, the emperors ceased their efforts.

Only Ye Chen continued reversing, his face pale and blood trickling from his mouth. Reversing the rules meant clashing with the child, and stimulating it also meant suffering its backlash.

Hee-hee-hee!

From the void above, the child's laughter rang out, still innocently bright. But the emperors present could hear the underlying cruelty and authority. Already overwhelmingly powerful, it was now even more terrifying than before. On its turf, repeatedly reversing the rules was a direct slight.

Its strengthening was bad enough, but the fighting supremes were suffering. Even quasi-Emperors were spitting blood frequently, and a few Heavenly Emperors nearly got eaten.

This was not a good sign.

The male supremes couldn't hold out, so the female supremes joined the battle. They didn't hope to defeat it, just to buy time and prevent it from devouring any emperors.

"We bystanders should hide."

The divine generals coughed awkwardly and quickly retreated into Ye Chen's great cauldron. Even supremes weren't enough—if the child targeted them, it would be over in an instant.