Chapter 3127: The Wordless Substitution

Boom!

The starry sky collapsed, shattered by Ye Chen's single palm strike. The Anhei Mojun, who had fled into the void, was forced out immediately. His newly reformed immortal demonic body was destroyed once again.

Yet, even then, the fiend still tried to escape, his evasion techniques defying heaven and earth, crossing an entire star domain in a single step.

"Thou, canst thou escape?"

Ye Chen traversed the cosmos, forcibly reversing the stars with his Zhoutian power. Rune chains emerged again, piercing into the Anhei Mojun's Yuanshen, locking his primordial fire and sealing his true form.

"I do not believe it."

The Anhei Mojun roared. They were both Zhizun, yet the gap was immense. Even against Shen Zhao Yun, he wouldn't have been defeated so miserably!

"Why not run anymore?"

Ye Chen waved his hand, sealing him into a great cauldron.

Truth be told, if the Anhei Mojun had run a bit faster, he really wouldn't have caught up. As always, in his current state, he excelled at fighting but not at chasing.

What a habit!

The Xiaolaotou sighed and clicked his tongue.

In the supreme battles he'd seen before, which one wasn't world-shattering? This one, however, used no secret arts at all—just one small hand. The Zhizun fighting him truly looked awkward, like the Anhei Mojun or the Shitian Modei. Each of them bore multiple world-shaking divine abilities, yet none had a chance to use them.

"Once power reaches a certain level, so-called laws, divine abilities, and secret techniques are all just for show."

The Shen Yun Suanyuan revealed this truth, and it had been proven on Ye Chen more than once. It was simply because he was strong enough that every strike he made destroyed heaven and earth.

The Chiyan Xiongshi watched in a daze, his expression stunned. Battles between Zhizun were beyond his comprehension.

"Wutian Zi."

Ye Chen entered the void and pulled out the treasures of the two Zhizun, piling them up in his small world on the east and west sides into two massive mountains. All sorts of magical treasures were there, dazzling and abundant, gleaming from afar.

However, even with so many Zhizun treasures, they still couldn't compare to a single small Dunjia Tianzi.

He left again, returning to his old routine.

"Bring the Tianzi to ransom the person."

Not long after, his domineering words echoed.

Looking up, it was still that barren ancient star, still that stone stele, with a red-haired Zhizun hung upon it, now sent into a deep slumber.

"Still kidnapping?"

"It must be the Huimie Mozun— he's been captured too."

"This is too much."

"That little kid, what's his background? He's way too lawless."

People gathered once more, but this time they gathered only to flee. The star domain of the kidnapping had become a forbidden zone. With past lessons learned, no one dared linger; they ran as fast as they could to avoid disaster.

Compared to the bound Huimie Mozun, people paid more attention to Ye Chen, that ruthless figure who specialized in kidnapping Zhizun. This was on a whole other level, rivaling Shen Zhao Yun.

"It's not about having many tricks; it's about what works."

The Shen Yun Suanyuan spoke earnestly. Regardless of face, Ye Chen's old routine was far more effective than any divine ability or secret technique.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The four directions rumbled again as Zhizun after Zhizun arrived, their landings shattering the starry sky. Ominous signs of destruction merged into one, shrouding the stars, each radiating apocalyptic glory. The gods were furious, turning an entire star domain into chaos. If not for them being Zhizun, entering would mean death—it was lucky Ye Chen had chosen a desolate star domain; otherwise, it would have been a catastrophe.

"Has he really fled to the lower realms?"

Ye Chen hid in the void, scanning the starry sky repeatedly. Drawing the Zhizun here was secondary; his main goal was to find Yue Shen.

"No nonsense— Tianzi for the person."

His avatar spoke again, straight to the point.

This time, the Wutian Xuezun said nothing. His ferocious face was savage and bloodthirsty as he joined the search for Ye Chen's true body. As for the ransom, even if he wanted to, he had no Tianzi. And even if he did, he wouldn't give it to Ye Chen. Another Tianzi would only loosen that guy's seals a bit, and handing it over would just bring trouble upon himself. With the seals already so strong, what would happen if Ye Chen broke them completely?

"Tianzi for the person."

Ye Chen's avatar shouted loudly, his voice childlike and innocent. Anyone looking at him would see a well-behaved kid, which clashed oddly with the scene. Who would think that this chubby little boy was a world-shaking ruthless figure kidnapping Zhizun for Tianzi?

Still, no one responded.

Whether the Zhizun outside or those hidden in the void, they were all secretly searching for Ye Chen's true body. Once they found that guy, they'd beat him to ashes to vent their hatred.

"You're the one."

Ye Chen's gaze deepened; he'd already picked his target. After the execution, he'd stealthily follow that Zhizun for a quick strike.

He had it all planned. After this one, he'd keep going. They were in the open, he was in the shadows—that was his advantage. No matter how many Zhizun there were, he'd take them down one by one, just a few more kidnappings.

Hm?

As he watched, he suddenly turned his head. Another Zhizun was approaching, a female one. She hadn't revealed herself, hiding in the void with profound concealment techniques. Even he could only barely detect her. What was certain was that she wasn't with the Wutian Xuezun and the others, judging by the hatred and killing intent in her eyes when she looked at the Wutian Xuezun.

"How many wives does Zhao Yun have?"

Ye Chen asked while watching.

"Who knows?"

The Xiaolaotou coughed dryly.

"Is Yue Shen one of the ones who went blind?"

Ye Chen asked casually.

"The blind one was Di Xian."

The Shen Yun Suanyuan interjected.

"Do you recognize this one?"

As Ye Chen spoke, he used Zhoutian to project an illusion of the newly arrived female Zhizun.

"Shangshan Ruoshui."

Both the Shen Yun Suanyuan and the Xiaolaotou answered upon seeing it.

"Shangshan... Ruoshui?" The Chiyan Xiongshi twitched his mouth. "Is that... a name?"

"She is Zhao Yun's disciple; that's what people call her," the Xiaolaotou said, stroking his beard.

"No wonder."

Ye Chen muttered to himself. From the way Shangshan Ruoshui looked at the Wutian Xuezun, he knew she had a deep connection to Zhao Yun. Was she also from the divine realm? Regardless, she was stunningly beautiful. Her cultivation was that of a Tiandi, like a fairy stepping out of a painting—serene and aloof, her aura as gentle as still water. She'd comprehended laws involving truth and illusion, using them to swap concepts and evade the other Zhizun's scrutiny, even making it hard for him to fully detect her.

"If we're talking disciples, you've won."

Ye Chen rubbed his nose. He had disciples too, like Xiyan, but compared to Shangshan Ruoshui, she seemed a realm behind.

However, judging by the traces of time on Shangshan Ruoshui, she was at least over eight hundred years older than Xiyan.

In that case, the difference in their realms wasn't surprising. With Xiyan's talent, eight hundred years would likely let her reach Tiandi as well.

As Ye Chen watched her, Shangshan Ruoshui turned her head, her expression a bit strange, as if surprised. Surprised that a little kid dared to challenge the Zhizun, even kidnapping one for ransom.

"Who are you?"

Shangshan Ruoshui parted her lips slightly, speaking without sound, not daring to make a noise or send a message, lest she be detected.

"Ye Chen."

Ye Chen gave his name, also speaking soundlessly. He could read her lip movements, and she could read his. Only this way was safe.

Shangshan Ruoshui frowned slightly, her demeanor suggesting she'd never heard of him. This made Ye Chen a bit annoyed. Zhao Yun really wasn't upfront—how could he not mention such a good friend to his disciple? Now they met and didn't even recognize each other.