Chapter 3129: The Devil's Head

In the Xianjie, thunder rumbled as if the world were on the verge of annihilation. Gazing at the star-filled sky, it was a scene of utter devastation, shrouded in blood mist. Ye Chen was nowhere to be seen, and neither was Ruoshui.

"Damn it."

The roars of the gods echoed across the universe.

He had escaped again—Ye Chen had slipped away during the battle, vanishing without a trace, and Ruoshui had nearly been destroyed but still managed to flee.

"It's finally over."

The people of the world let out a collective sigh of relief.

Yet everyone knew that more battles were coming. The supreme beings were restless, and if they gathered, fights were inevitable. Many had already fled to the borderlands for safety, with refugees scattered throughout the stars.

Ye Chen reappeared on a distant star, his steps unsteady and his form swaying. His injuries were catastrophic, with countless bloody gashes across his body, half his spine torn away, and even half his head obliterated.

Thankfully, he had escaped.

The supreme beings from Zhutian were no push-overs, or rather, his destiny was extraordinarily powerful, sealed in an absolute realm that promised rebirth. This rebirth meant suppressing and weakening the seals, forcing him to unleash Feileishen.

"Just you wait."

Ye Chen muttered under his breath, leaning against a rock wall as he sat down. His wounds were severe, and he was seething with anger. If not for the seals binding him, things wouldn't have turned out this badly.

Inside his small world, silence reigned.

Watching Shen Yunsuan Yuan and the little old man, both remained quiet. They had witnessed the entire battle from start to finish—Ye Chen's resilience was beyond ordinary. Surrounded by so many gods, he had still managed to break free. Without the seals, who could have stopped him?

Ye Chen sat cross-legged, blood continually dripping from his mouth. He wondered about Ruoshui—whether she was still alive.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the heavens and earth trembled violently. The landscape shifted in an instant, turning dark and foreboding, with lightning flashing above and a sea of blood below. It looked like the depths of Jiuyou Hell.

"Hetero space?"

Shen Yunsuan Yuan's expression changed drastically—he had seen this before.

"You're really persistent."

Ye Chen said calmly, glancing toward the ethereal void.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

A sinister laugh echoed as a shadowy figure materialized, twisted and grotesque, with a pair of deep, blood-red eyes that exuded an eerie, demonic aura. The voice carried a magical force that made Shen Yunsuan Yuan and the others feel momentarily dazed.

It was the Tianmo they had encountered earlier—the one who had played the role of the hidden observer. Indeed, like the mantis and the oriole, he had been watching the whole time. Though his combat strength wasn't exceptional, his divine abilities were vast. He had actually managed to track Ye Chen's Feileishen. It was because Ye Chen was sealed that traces lingered, allowing the Tianmo to follow them. He understood the principle of striking when someone was vulnerable. With Ye Chen weakened and barely clinging to life, it was the perfect opportunity. He had waited this long just for this moment to strike.

"Good scheme."

Ye Chen replied flatly, without a hint of fear. A mere Tianmo Emperor was far from enough to kill him. Did they really think Ye Chen was some paper tiger? Even sealed, even gravely injured, even with half his life left, he wasn't someone just anyone could handle.

"It's over."

The Tianmo Emperor chuckled darkly, raising his hand slightly. A chain of order shot out from his palm, like a slithering serpent, diving straight into Ye Chen's body. It carried both sealing and devouring power, and in an instant, Ye Chen's aura plummeted.

"You're quite ambitious."

Ye Chen stood up, somehow still able to move despite the seal. He grabbed the order chain with one hand and yanked hard, pulling the Tianmo down.

"How is that possible?"

The Tianmo's face twisted in shock as he severed the chain. He had underestimated Ye Chen—wounded as he was, Ye Chen still had fighting power, and the seal seemed ineffective against him.

Boom!

Ye Chen stepped forward, shattering the void, and swung his hand, sending the Tianmo flying. Though injured, his strikes still packed immense force. The mighty Tianmo supreme was left with a shattered demonic form and a stunned expression.

He had misjudged.

The Tianmo gritted his teeth and steadied himself, fleeing without a second thought and escaping the hetero space.

"Come back."

Ye Chen said indifferently, forming Zhou Tian chains. The Tianmo, who had just fled, was immediately bound and dragged back. Before he could struggle, Ye Chen struck with a palm, completely obliterating his demonic body. His illusory primordial spirit couldn't even make a wave, tightly bound by the Zhou Tian chains.

"Break free! Let me break free!"

The Tianmo howled, unleashing various forbidden techniques, but Zhou Tian's mysteries were too profound. No matter what he tried, he couldn't escape, sealed tightly. In that moment, his heart turned ice-cold.

Was this delivering his head on a platter?

Indeed, it was. Underestimating Ye Chen's foundation came at a price.

"How terrifying is he?"

The supreme beings sealed in the Hun Dun Ding watched in stunned silence. As observers themselves, they saw it all. Ye Chen, sealed and reduced to half a life after the gods' devastating assaults, still had the power to fight. The Tianmo, a supreme being in his own right, was defeated so swiftly. If it had been them, the outcome wouldn't have been much better. Ye Chen was too strong, frighteningly so. As long as such a supreme being lived, he wasn't someone lesser foes could bully.

Pfft!

Ye Chen spat out blood and collapsed to the ground.

Forcibly suppressing the Tianmo had pushed him to his limit. If another one came, he would be the one destroyed.

After dealing with the Tianmo, Ye Chen sat cross-legged again, casually pulling a supreme being from the great cauldron. His injuries were too severe; he needed a supreme primordial spirit to heal.

"I am a god—you cannot destroy me."

The captured supreme being roared and struggled, trying to break free, but it was futile.

Ye Chen's expression remained calm as he forcefully erased it, refining the primordial spirit power strand by strand into his body. The bloody gashes on his sacred form slowly healed, though the lingering killing intent within him still needed to be purged.

Hiss!

Shen Yunsuan Yuan and the little old man drew in sharp breaths, their hearts racing at the sight. Using a supreme primordial spirit for healing—this great god was incredibly audacious.

Glancing at the supreme beings in the cauldron, their faces turned pale with dread. They had underestimated Ye Chen's ruthlessness—he extinguished lives without hesitation. If his wounds healed, fine, but if not, he would use more of their primordial spirits. They were all lambs waiting to be slaughtered, at risk of being taken for healing at any moment.

And indeed, that was the case.

Ye Chen's injuries were too grave; one primordial spirit wasn't enough. He pulled out two more supreme beings in succession, refining them without a word.

This act was utterly lawless, leaving even Shen Yunsuan Yuan, the little old man, and the gods shuddering in their souls.

Only after the third primordial spirit did Ye Chen stop. The remaining injuries, like the killing intent and the dao wounds on his body, couldn't be healed by devouring more; he had to handle them himself.

At that point, the supreme beings finally relaxed.

What they feared most was that Tianmo supreme—whether the gods could survive, they didn't know, but he was certainly doomed.

In reality, Ye Chen had no intention of destroying him yet. He wanted to study him first. The Tianmo of this universe was different from those in Zhutian, and if possible, he would take him back.

For three full days, Ye Chen sat as still as a rock. The Tianmo was suppressed, but his hetero space remained, which actually helped conceal his presence.

"I wonder if Ruoshui is still alive."

The little old man muttered, hands tucked behind his back.

"It's probably hopeless."

Shen Yunsuan Yuan said casually, taking a swig of wine. Even someone as strong as Ye Chen was this badly hurt; she was likely in grave danger.

"That might not be true."

The little old man replied. As Zhao Yun's disciple, she had her own skills, and mainly because Ye Chen had drawn away most of the supreme beings, her pressure was far less than his. Perhaps she really had escaped with her life.

"It's all because of this guy."

The Chi Yan Xiong Shi cursed loudly, pacing around the Tianmo as if ready to pounce and devour him.

With that, Shen Yunsuan Yuan stood up, and so did the little old man, surrounding the Tianmo Emperor.

What followed was complete chaos. The two of them, plus the lion, along with the Hun Dun Ding, Hun Dun fire, and Hun Dun thunder, pinned down the Tianmo and beat him thoroughly.

On the fourth day, Ye Chen finally opened his eyes.

His face was still pale, with blood occasionally seeping from his mouth. The laws could weaken the seals, but the damage from those laws was extremely hard to recover from, especially under the constraints of the seal.

Soon after, he left the hetero space, oriented himself, and headed straight for Cang Yu Jie.