Chapter 3122: Another One

Under the moonlight, Ye Chen sat cross-legged beneath an ancient tree, holding a Dun Jia Tian Zi in his hand. It shimmered with golden light and occasionally trembled, surrounded by mysterious energy. This Dun Jia Tian Zi was quite different from the "Dao" character he had previously fused with. It hadn't entered an unknown realm and thus remained unawakened. As a result, the Dun Jia Tian Zi he sought later could only be inscribed on his body, not integrated into his core. He wasn't sure if this universe had such unknown realms, but he knew that only an awakened Dun Jia Tian Zi could reveal the universe within it.

"Seriously this bizarre?"

The little old man squatted nearby, examining it closely.

"It's far beyond what we can imagine."

Shen Yunsuan Yuan stroked his beard. Just by looking at Ye Chen, he could tell that even such powerful supremes needed this Dun Jia Tian Zi to break their seals, highlighting its extraordinary nature.

There was also Shen Zhao Yun.

Even a figure like Wuwang Mo Zun, with his immense cultivation, couldn't shatter eternal immortality on his own and had to seek the Dun Jia Tian Zi's help for refinement.

These two points alone revealed its secrets.

The world held too many unknowns and hidden mysteries, far beyond the reach of minor players like them. Who would have thought that something as small as a Dun Jia Tian Zi could possess such domineering power?

"Boss, can we go out for a stroll?"

Chi Yan Xiong Shi scratched his mane.

Ye Chen didn't say a word. From within his body, a golden divine saber and a red immortal sword flew out, embedding themselves diagonally in front of Chi Yan Xiong Shi and Zi Xin. The meaning was clear: these were gifts for them.

"You're the best, boss."

Chi Yan Xiong Shi chuckled and transformed into human form, casually picking up the divine saber. This saber was no ordinary weapon; by the standards of the various heavens, it qualified as a quasi-emperor artifact.

"Thank you, master."

Zi Xin bowed respectfully, took the red sword, and left with Chi Yan Xiong Shi, soaring into the clouds.

"Someone's probably going to suffer for it."

Shen Yunsuan Yuan remarked leisurely, watching their retreating figures enveloped in cold killing intent. He didn't need to ask to know that the girl named Zi Xin was off to settle old scores with her enemies. As for Chi Yan Xiong Shi, he was likely going along to help. Both had fused a trace of supreme essence, breaking through two major realms, and now wielded treasures granted by Ye Chen. With this foundation, most opponents wouldn't stand a chance. This continent called Cang Yu Jie didn't seem to have any real powerhouses anyway— it was pitifully weak.

"Having a boss like you is great."

The little old man hugged his wine jug, sighing in admiration. As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Chen. This boss was incredibly generous, as if he knew exactly what Chi Yan Xiong Shi and Zi Xin were up to and didn't want his little followers to get hurt. He gave each of them a powerful divine weapon, on top of the earlier supreme essence. Those two kids could now roam Cang Yu Jie freely. Sure, the boss might not always play by the rules, but when it mattered, he was dead serious.

By now, Ye Chen had put away the Dun Jia Tian Zi and was resting with his eyes closed, continuing to ponder the mysteries of Dun Jia.

The night was far from peaceful.

Booming sounds echoed from eight million li away, where two killing gods— Chi Yan Xiong Shi and Zi Xin— had entered an ancient city. One wielded a divine saber, the other an immortal sword. Their slaughter was bloody and ruthless. As the saying goes, karma turns and heaven spares no one. Years ago, Zi Xin's family had been wiped out completely, and now she returned the favor by exterminating their entire clan nine generations deep. Blood shrouded the ancient city, with rivers of fresh blood flowing and mountains of corpses piled high.

When Ye Chen awoke, three days had passed. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth— he had forcefully tried to break his seal again, only to suffer backlash. Whenever this happened, Shen Yunsuan Yuan and the little old man felt a chill; Ye Chen's seal was just too overbearing. How could a supreme like him end up in such a predicament? Was it due to his own issues or external forces? Whoever had sealed him must truly be terrifying.

As he spoke, Ye Chen waved his hand.

Then, he released the seal on Yin Pao Zhi Zun. The moment the man awoke, his eyes burned with a fierce red glow, fixed on Ye Chen with an urge to curse.

"Have you heard of Yong Heng Xian Yu?"

Ye Chen lifted his wine jug, speaking casually.

"Never heard of it."

Smack!

"As my lord says, it's a realm of gods. Legend has it that the people there are ageless, immortal, and eternal."

"No one has truly been there."

"It's only known to be connected to Dun Jia Tian Zi and eternity."

"But no one knows if it's true."

Yin Pao Zhi Zun answered in a steady stream, speaking seriously at first. But after Ye Chen slapped him, he cowered instantly. Shen Yunsuan Yuan and the little old man couldn't help but twitch their mouths at the sight.

That was a supreme for you.

Even in submission, he held his ground without losing dignity.

Not even the clever Ye Chen could help but view Yin Pao Zhi Zun differently now. Without needing divination, he could tell this guy must have been quite the character in his youth.

Afterward, Ye Chen asked about many more secrets, like where Zhao Yun was imprisoned or the enemy's forces. Whatever he wanted to know, he inquired without holding back.

Yin Pao Zhi Zun was cooperative, answering every question. He didn't want another beating— Ye Chen might look proper, but he had no sense of propriety.

Only after some time did Ye Chen raise his hand.

Once done, Yin Pao Zhi Zun was sealed again. As for his treasures, they were now piled in Ye Chen's inner world, where the Chaos Cauldron was busily sorting through them, devouring everything from powerful artifacts to high-level secret treasures. Even the smallest fly was meat to it.

Ye Chen fell silent, quietly drinking his wine. Learning all these secrets made him realize how terrifying this universe was. As he had thought before, even if the female emperor came in person, she might not dare claim to be the strongest. A strong dragon doesn't crush a local snake, and even at his peak, he wouldn't act recklessly. There were far too many ruthless figures out there.

"Boss, help!"

Suddenly, a cry for help rang out— it was Chi Yan Xiong Shi, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"You little lion, where do you think you're going?"

Curses followed.

Ye Chen didn't bother looking; he just took a sip of wine. He already knew Chi Yan Xiong Shi and Zi Xin were being chased— by a fat old daoist, pudgy and big-eared.

"How interesting."

Shen Yunsuan Yuan glanced up and saw the scene: Chi Yan Xiong Shi was ahead, covered in blood and scrambling desperately, with Zi Xin staggering beside him, sword in hand. They both looked badly beaten. The fat old daoist behind them had a dark, furious face, wielding an iron whip and chasing them across the land, cursing nonstop as if he'd eaten gunpowder. He'd even pumped himself up with some kind of boost. His cultivation wasn't low, but it was still far above Zi Xin and Chi Yan Xiong Shi. Who would have thought this remote Cang Yu Jie had someone worth noting?

"Come on, grandpa's got you covered."

The little old man reached out, pulling Chi Yan Xiong Shi and Zi Xin through the void to safety.

In the same instant, the fat old daoist arrived, bare-chested and exposing his belly, like a jolly Maitreya Buddha.

"How dare you steal my treasures?"

The old daoist's temper was explosive; he started cursing loudly the moment he landed.

"We're not stealing— we found them!"

Chi Yan Xiong Shi retorted, hiding behind Ye Chen with full confidence. Our boss is a supreme, after all.

Only then did the fat old daoist tuck his hands away, eyeing Shen Yunsuan Yuan, then the little old man, and finally settling his gaze on Ye Chen. Compared to those two elders, this young man seemed even more extraordinary. He looked completely ordinary, yet he inspired a soul-shaking dread. Just a glance made one want to kneel. In his view, only a supreme could exude such presence.

Suddenly, he felt a bit desperate to flee. How could this forsaken place hide such a god?

Ye Chen said nothing and simply waved his hand.

Dozens of immortal lights flew out: artifacts, secret tools, pills, divine metals, and rare manuals— all priceless treasures.

The implication was clear: pick one from these, and then go wherever you please. Keep causing trouble, and he wouldn't mind roasting you on a spit with cumin and chili.

"How could I possibly accept this?"

The fat old daoist chuckled awkwardly, but his hands were already moving, snatching a pill before bolting away like lightning. He couldn't leave fast enough; his ragged daoist robe was soaked with sweat. A supreme was offering face— he had to take it, or he'd end up dead. This trip was like walking through the gates of hell. What a coincidence that he ran into this supreme.

After he left, Zi Xin knelt down.

In her blood-stained hand hovered another Dun Jia Tian Zi, which she presented to Ye Chen.

This was the fat old daoist's treasure, stolen by her and Chi Yan Xiong Shi, nearly costing them their lives.

Ye Chen smiled slightly, waving his hand to take it. The moment the old daoist appeared, he had sensed it. These two followers had put in the effort, whether to curry favor or show loyalty— either way, they'd brought him another Dun Jia Tian Zi. He waved again, crushing a pill and sending its essence into Zi Xin's body. The girl seemed distracted, as if having avenged her family, the blood debt that had kept her going was now gone, leaving her aimless, like a walking corpse.

"The road ahead is still long."

Ye Chen smiled, then inscribed the Dun Jia Tian Zi. A burning sensation surged through him, loosening his seals further. His sacred Dao divine dragon shield broke free on the spot, allowing him to use his divine repository for protecting his soul.

That night, the group left Cang Yu Jie.

Reentering the starry sky, they encountered more bloodshed— likely the work of Wutian Xue Zun and his divine followers, who hadn't found Ye Chen and had unleashed carnage, spreading blood aura everywhere.

It must have been horrific.

Ye Chen waved his hand, drawing in a wisp of blood mist as a base, using it to trace the supremes' trails through Zhou Tian divination. Its profound mysteries led him straight to them. It wasn't Wutian Xue Zun, but a great emperor-level supreme, like a bloodthirsty demon god, who had turned countless lives into bones beneath his feet.

"Don't rush— none of them will escape."

Ye Chen said calmly, not even bothering with a domain gate. He vanished in an instant, crossing the void one star domain at a time.

When he reappeared, it was in a desolate starry expanse, shrouded in dark fog. Deep within, a majestic figure stood— the supreme he had traced, clad in a billowing robe, with blood aura sweeping across star domains, crushing ancient stars into dust one after another.

Hm?

For a brief moment, the supreme suddenly turned.

Facing him was a small hand.

It was Ye Chen, offering no preamble or nonsense. Though the hand was small, it dominated heaven and earth.

"You..."

The supreme's expression changed, filled with disbelief, much like the previous Gui Sha Mo Jun and Yin Pao Zhi Zun. He was caught off guard by Ye Chen's palm.

Thud!

Scarlet blood light burst forth in a dazzling display. In a single exchange, Ye Chen obliterated his physical form, leaving only his divine soul to flee desperately, pale as death. Wasn't he supposed to be a sitting duck? How had he suddenly become so agile? Clearly, he had broken his own seals.

At this point, what was the use of fighting?