The ancient sky remained as dim as ever.
Beneath the sky, most people were dozing off, all of them successive supreme beings, guarding the array formation in utter boredom.
Some who had free time were relieved by other supreme beings and wandered around the vast expanse, much like Xuan Di and Huangquan Tian Di.
Nü Di had left, so the two of them headed to the peak of the Taigu Peak. Knowing that Ye Chen was in deep slumber, they both approached to give the Holy Body a good thrashing.
However, a Huang Di-level barrier blocked their way, so no one could get through. The two could only gaze from afar.
“Cangsheng he zui.”
Though Ye Chen was asleep, he kept muttering, repeating those four words countless times in his dreams.
“What’s he mumbling about?”
Xuan Di tucked his hands behind his back and perked up his ears. He could see Ye Chen’s lips moving but couldn’t hear a thing, all because of the barrier blocking any eavesdropping.
“He must be having a nightmare.”
Huangquan Tian Di spoke up, stroking his beard with great certainty. Looking at Ye Chen’s furrowed brows and pale face, it was clear it wasn’t a pleasant dream.
“Despicable pair, you two scoundrels.”“Have the guts to let us go and fight one-on-one.”“Don’t wait until the boss wakes up.”
Curses rang out incessantly from beneath Xuan Di and Huangquan Tian Di’s feet.
Upon closer inspection, it was the Hundun Da Ding causing the racket, along with the Hundun Huo and Hundun Lei, all shouting loudly with booming voices.
Ye Chen was in slumber, and these three had suffered greatly because of it. First, they were hung up high by Nü Di, then hammered by Shen Zun.
In the days that followed, they hadn’t escaped beatings from the emperors, such as Xuan Di and Huangquan Tian Di, who thrashed them every time they came by.
This time was the worst—after the beating, the two emperors stepped on them with considerable force.
Even sacred artifacts have their own spirits and know pain. Cracking sounds echoed occasionally, accompanied by howls of agony like ghosts wailing.
Huangquan Tian Di ignored it all.
Xuan Di paid no attention either.
Who asked your master to be Ye Chen? He robbed our treasures, so you three deserve the punishment. If they could refine the Hundun Da Ding, they would have taken it away and smashed it long ago.
Amid the curses, Ye Chen opened his eyes.
It took three to five moments before he sat up, his initial daze gradually giving way to clarity.
“Yizi universe?”
His murmur was audible only to himself. He recalled the earlier events—a faint feminine scent had inexplicably put him to sleep, surely Nü Di’s doing.
Upon examining his body internally, he could sense the Tianzi character, which must have been integrated into him by Nü Di.
His previous guess about the origin of the Dunjia was confirmed—it was indeed refined from a universe. Only after fusing with the Tianzi did he get pulled into the universe’s realm.
So, what he had seen earlier was the true, bloody history of that universe’s destruction.
“Who was it?”
Ye Chen furrowed his brows. The universe had been destroyed, yet he hadn’t caught a glimpse of the perpetrator.
He felt a deep sense of dread in his heart. Having witnessed it all firsthand, he knew how terrifying that person was—extinguishing a universe with a single palm and refining it into a “Dao” character. That level of divine ability far surpassed Nü Di by an immense margin.
“Who was it?”
He asked again, but no one could provide an answer. Perhaps it was the Creator, or the true overlord, someone above the Heavenly Dao.
He thought of the little child, who must have been exiled by that person—a “Xing” character had confined it for who knows how many years.
“I’ve never heard any emperor mention it.”
Ye Chen’s gaze grew profound.
So many supreme beings had fused with the Tianzi; if they had also entered the universe’s realm, they wouldn’t have kept it from Nü Di. Yet, not a single one had brought it up.
The answer was clear: he was the only one who had entered the universe’s realm. The other emperors hadn’t experienced anything like it.
“Is it the difference between having roots and not?”
Ye Chen tentatively believed that was the case.
He had roots, and by fusing with that Tianzi, he was drawn into the universe’s realm. As for the rootless supreme beings, they saw nothing. If they had, they wouldn’t have remained so calm—they would have caused an uproar long ago.
But that wasn’t important now.
What mattered was who that being was who turned a universe into a Dunjia character. Why did they harbor such hatred for all living beings, refining an entire universe into a single word? If they targeted their universe, it would likely meet the same fate.
At the thought, a gloom settled over him.
That person seemed even more terrifying than the Heavenly Dao; to them, all sentient beings were mere ants.
“Boss, save us.”
Just as he was pondering, he suddenly heard the Hundun Da Ding calling out, buzzing and trembling, desperate to escape but held in place by restraints.
Ye Chen’s train of thought was interrupted, and he instinctively looked over.
Damn! You two are out of line!
“Cut the nonsense and hand over the treasures.”
Xuan Di cursed loudly, his face darkening with anger, holding back a belly full of rage. As a supreme being of the Ancient Heavenly Court, he had been robbed clean—how humiliating.
“We’re all Tian Di here—who’s afraid of whom?”
Huangquan Tian Di’s temper was even worse than Xuan Di’s, his piercing emperor eyes sparking with flames.
That remark made Ye Chen chuckle.
The one who also found it amusing was Shen Zun. You two fools, where do you get the confidence to challenge Ye Chen? Let alone you two, even if ten or eight more came, they’d still get beaten senseless.
“Hand over the treasures.”
Xuan Di cursed again, his face growing even darker.
“Sure, no problem.”
Ye Chen laughed, his teeth fully bared, slowly rising to his feet and casually stretching his neck. He took one step at a time toward them. If someone wanted excitement, he’d give them a thrill.
Along the way, he glanced at his small world.
At that look, his mouth twitched involuntarily.
What the hell? Where are my treasures? Where are my pills? Where are my rare collections? They’re all gone!
“This expression of his—I love it.”“An old saying goes: walk by the river often, and you’re bound to get your shoes wet. That guy’s a prime example.”“Feels great.”
Outside the barrier, Xuan Di and Huangquan Tian Di laughed heartily, having come all this way just to see this scene. You robbed our treasures, and now yours are gone too!
So, people should have some shame. Those without any sense of propriety usually get their due.
Ye Chen said nothing, just took a deep breath, as if he already knew who was responsible. Besides that woman Nü Di, there was no one else. The seals he had set in his small world could only be broken by a Huang Di.
It hurts!
Ye Chen clutched his chest, a mouthful of old blood welling up unbidden, stirring up an urge to give Nü Di a piece of his mind.
Face! It really was something; when Nü Di decided to throw shame to the wind, there was nothing he could do.
“Happy about it?”
Xuan Di was getting restless, laughing even more joyfully.
“Very happy.”
Ye Chen replied, stepping out of the barrier in one stride.
Ah!
Soon, screams echoed.
The overconfident Xuan Di and Huangquan Tian Di were taken down in a single encounter, even though they had borrowed Zhun Huang Di weapons and gathered many secret treasures. They thought two against one would let them spar with Ye Chen, but in the end, it was just awkward.
“Feels great.”
Listening to the two emperors’ screams, the successive supreme beings all uttered those two words, eager for chaos as long as no one died.
The screams eventually faded.
Xuan Di was beaten to a pulp.
Huangquan Tian Di was hammered beyond recognition.
It was that crooked-necked tree again.
Ye Chen hung the two of them on it. From afar, they swayed in the wind, quite a sight.
Then came another boom.
It was Ye Chen and Shen Zun’s second showdown. Ye Tian Di’s temper flared up, and he didn’t care about kin or consequences. Having lost his treasures, he needed to vent his anger.
And that person—Shen Zun was the perfect target. Who asked him to be Nü Di’s brother? With Nü Di absent, settling the score with him was most fitting.
Boom! Boom!
The battle’s fluctuations were still massive, even greater than the first time. Ye Tian Di had a fiery temper, and Shen Zun was no pushover.
Amid the booms, the two fought their way to the misty peak’s summit. Many destructive visions unfolded, and their true forms were no longer visible—just two suns colliding repeatedly.
“Fight! Hammer him to death.”“The Holy Body is unbeatable.”“Ptooey.”
The battle raged fiercely above, while the cursing was in full swing below.
The Heavenly Court’s supreme beings and the various heavens’ emperors had all abandoned any sense of shame, spitting insults with saliva flying everywhere, each voice louder than the last.
From a distance, they looked nothing like supreme beings—just a group of shrews brawling.
“I can see it now—these old folks are just bored out of their minds.”
The divine generals gathered, exchanging meaningful glances at the emperors. Bored to the extreme, they always found ways to entertain themselves, mostly through mischief.
As for dignity among supreme beings, glory of the emperor’s path, face, and propriety—they could all go to hell.
The fighters’ mindsets remained as before.
Shen Zun was surprised; Ye Chen, after fusing with the Tianzi, was extraordinarily fierce. His attacks dominated heaven and earth, and his comprehension of the Dao and evolution of laws far exceeded expectations.
Ye Chen also reflected; the rooted Shen Zun was on a completely different level from the rootless one. As someone who had fused with the Tianzi, he had transformed and been reborn, making his combat power much stronger than in the first battle.
They were evenly matched.
Some were cursing, and many were watching, all staring in astonishment at what was essentially immortals fighting.
“Impressive.”
Di Zun was one of them, sighing in admiration. Even with his Tian Di vision, it was hard to see clearly.
Now, upon closer look, Ye Chen and Shen Zun no longer resembled suns; they were like two universes colliding repeatedly. Each impact spread destructive halos across the eight directions, and the strands of blood energy that fell could crush the eternal immortal dome. Not to mention the great emperors, even Tian Di-level beings dared not approach recklessly.
“Interesting.”
Hong Yan was watching too. If Qi Huan were here, who knew what she’d think. The two sisters’ loved ones were both world-shaking powerhouses; if they fought as a group, it would be even more exciting.
After eight hundred rounds, the two ceased fighting.
Shen Zun clutched his waist with one hand and his face with the other as he returned to the mountain peak, walking with a limp. He didn’t know if Ye Chen had done it on purpose or by chance, but that guy had paid special attention to his face.
On the other side, Ye Tian Di wasn’t in much better shape, also limping along with an odd gait, his eyes even welling with tears.
“Just looking at it hurts.”
Many supreme beings sighed, clicking their tongues nonstop.
Right before they stopped, they had clearly seen Shen Zun kick toward Ye Tian Di’s groin. Whether it burst or not, they didn’t know, but it must have felt incredibly painful.
“You’ve got some nerve.”
Ye Chen muttered to himself, only covering his groin after reaching the void, the tears in his eyes finally spilling out.
It proved that whether for mortals or supreme beings, that spot was a weak point. A kick there would make you understand true agony.
“Is that it?”
The emperors were still not satisfied, having not watched their fill.
However, judging by the two’s conditions, they clearly couldn’t continue. Ye Chen had beaten Shen Zun into a wreck, and Shen Zun had hammered Ye Chen half lame.
Overall, it was a draw.
“Just you wait.”
Ye Chen’s face darkened as he headed deeper in. After fusing with the Dunjia Tianzi, a Tianzi universe had formed within his body, not only transforming him but also bringing opportunities.
That opportunity was to become a Zhun Huang Di.
Once he reached that level, whether he or that person would be stronger was hard to say.
Shen Zun? More like a joke of a Zun.
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