Chapter 3139: Stealing Divine Artifact and Abducting the Heavenly Character

Hong! Hong long long!

The heavens and earth rumbled with thunder and lightning, all due to Ye Chen and Meng Mo. One inspired awe throughout the universe, the other radiated boundless killing intent. Their mental states were worlds apart—Ye Chen remained utterly relaxed, while Meng Mo was on the verge of exploding in frustration.

The awkwardness was palpable.

Even Yue Shen managed an awkward chuckle, feeling secondhand embarrassment for Meng Mo. Ever since they had met, this was the first time Yue Shen had seen Meng Mo in such a disheveled state. They hadn't even decided a winner yet, and her weapon had been snatched away.

Precisely because of this, Yue Shen viewed Ye Chen in a new light. That little guy was full of surprises, a true expert at seizing opportunities. Meng Mo had only been momentarily distracted, and he had already taken her Shen Qi.

"Shī niáng, he is very strong."

Ruo Shui said with a light laugh, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

"I can see that."

Yue Shen smiled.

Looking back, her decision to risk saving Ye Chen from Wu Wang Mo Zun's hands that day had been incredibly wise. A small supreme like him could truly turn the tide—he had even seized a Shen Qi. Defeating Meng Mo would be much easier now. Whether Meng Mo lived or died didn't matter; the Tian Zi absolutely could not be taken by her, or else Zhao Yun would be in grave danger.

Had it really been seized?

Watching Ye Chen's cauldron, the assembled supremes, who were mere spectators, were all stunned. It was a Shen Qi, after all—snatched just like that. Even the Lu Shen Jian had been taken. What was the point of fighting? With a Shen Qi boosting him, they couldn't beat Ye Chen; without it, facing a fierce fighter like him would require Wu Wang Mo Zun himself.

"Damn it."

Meng Mo gritted her teeth, casting spells repeatedly to summon back the Lu Shen Jian. It wasn't her sword; it was borrowed from the supreme god and had to be returned. But now that it had been taken, how could she show her face?

Unfortunately, no matter how she tried, and no matter how the Lu Shen Jian buzzed, it couldn't break free from Ye Chen's grasp.

Up in the sky, the scene was almost comical.

"Good sword."

Ye Chen held the Lu Shen Jian with his small hands—it was taller than he was—breathing on it and wiping it with his sleeve until it shone brightly.

What a treasure—this was the real deal.

"Dao you, are you married yet?"

As he wiped, Ye Chen asked casually, directing the question at Meng Mo.

Yue Shen was amused by this, while the usually reserved Ruo Shui looked on with a strange expression.

What kind of move was this?

Had that guy taken a liking to Meng Mo?

Don't joke around—I have a wife.

Ye Chen didn't say it out loud, but his demeanor said it all.

Honestly, if he could somehow lure this woman to the various heavens, it wouldn't be a bad thing. The various heavens were full of talented people; there had to be someone she fancied.

In his view, she and Di Zun would be a perfect match.

Meng Mo didn't respond, but her exquisite face twisted into something ferocious. As a divine being from Shen Jie, was she being toyed with?

Buzz! Buzz!

A buzzing sound arose, and the Dun Jia Tian Zi orbiting her began to act restlessly.

Or rather, some force was pulling at them, and the one casting the spell was Ye Chen.

That guy was quite the expert, using his enlightened "Dao" character to attract Meng Mo's Tian Zi.

And it worked.

Meng Mo tried to hold onto them but couldn't. She watched helplessly as the Dun Jia Tian Zi slipped from her control and flew toward Ye Chen, circling him affectionately. More precisely, they were drawn to the enlightened "Dao" character. Without any guidance, they arranged themselves like little stars, shimmering with brilliant light, resonating with the "Dao" character. They wove heavenly sounds and manifested ancient visions, with the universe's great realm materializing once more—this time even more extraordinary, thanks to the Tian Zi's enhancement. Ye Chen's presence reached near perfection, outshining the sun itself.

Impressive!

Yue Shen stared in amazement, though she didn't speak. Her expression said it all: first seizing the Lu Shen Jian, now taking the Dun Jia Tian Zi. That short-statured talent truly had otherworldly skills.

"Shī zūn is saved."

Ruo Shui was overjoyed. With the Tian Zi seized, Wu Wang Mo Zun would struggle to refine her master. There were still a hundred years—plenty of time for many things, like following that young senior into Shen Jie.

"We're done for."

The gods in the cauldron despaired. They had thought Meng Mo could take down Ye Chen, but now her Shen Qi was stolen, and the Dun Jia Tian Zi had been taken too. What came next was all too predictable.

"Still fighting?"

Ye Chen put away the Shen Jian and grinned at Meng Mo.

"Fight."

Meng Mo snorted coldly. Though she said it, she turned and fled into the sky. She wanted to fight, but clearly somewhere else. The lower realm suppressed her cultivation, and she couldn't beat Ye Chen here as equals. But in Xian Jie, it would be different. As fellow supremes, her level surpassed his; she could use her realm advantage to turn the tables.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Ye Chen lifted his small foot and stepped across the void in one stride. His Yong Heng Jian trembled in his hand as he slashed through the vast expanse.

Meng Mo was elusive, dodging instantly. Though she evaded the fatal blow, she was still grazed by the Yong Heng Jian's energy, leaving a bloody gash on her jade shoulder.

Then, the two vanished, no longer in the lower realm. They had crossed some barrier and entered Xian Jie.

Yue Shen and Ruo Shui weren't far behind, disappearing as well.

Hong! Bang! Hong!

As soon as they entered Xian Jie, deafening booms erupted. Ye Chen and Meng Mo were already clashing. Without the cultivation suppression, Meng Mo unleashed her peak power, shrouded in dreamlike light and manifesting dreamlike visions. Her jade hands remained crystalline, each palm shattering vast realms.

Ye Chen didn't fall short. Boosted by Yong Heng, he radiated billions of divine beams, with terrifying laws sweeping the universe. Every strike caused the heavens to shatter and the earth to crack.

It was clear Meng Mo was at a disadvantage again. Even without the realm suppression and at full strength, she couldn't match an eighty-percent-powered Sheng Ti supreme. Her so-called Meng Dao was nothing but a facade in Ye Chen's eyes.

"What kind of monster is he?"

Meng Mo gritted her teeth, growing more shocked with every exchange. She had underestimated Ye Chen before; in fact, she had severely undervalued him. Not to mention anything else, his Yong Heng alone rivaled Zhao Yun's—it was utterly nauseating.

Let it be nauseating.

After all, she faced the fifth-ranked powerhouse from another universe. Aside from the female emperor and the three domain Huang Di, he was the strongest. Even at eighty percent power, he towered over all. If not for his return to youth and the limitations on his Yong Heng bloodline and many divine abilities, this battle would have been even more dominant.

"Meng Mo isn't even his match?"

"How is that possible?"

The escaped supremes watched from the shadows, their faces filled with horror. They didn't dare show themselves, only observing secretly for fear of giving themselves away and being casually wiped out by Ye Chen.

Hong! Hong long long!

As the supremes watched, the booms grew louder. One ancient Sheng Ti and one divine Meng Mo fought from the western vastness all the way to the eastern void. Wherever they passed, star domains collapsed, ancient stars exploded—who knew how many lives were lost.

"They're all crazy."

People muttered curses in their hearts. It had barely calmed down, and now another supreme battle. Shen Jie was so vast, and the universe so immense—why come to Xian Jie to fight? They were deliberately causing trouble.

When they spotted Ye Chen, countless sighed and clicked their tongues. It seemed Xian Jie hadn't had a moment's peace since he arrived.

Wherever he went, chaos followed—that was him.

"Even Meng Mo can't beat him."

Curses mixed with shock. No one knew where that guy came from, but they knew he was a force to be reckoned with. First, he chased the gods across Xian Jie; now, he was pressing Meng Mo back step by step.

"Shī niáng, between him and Shī zūn, who is stronger?"

Ruo Shui, also watching, stood in the starry sky and gazed into the distance, her soft voice like a faint melody.

"They are evenly matched."

Yue Shen smiled, her beautiful eyes deep with insight. She already knew Ye Chen wasn't from this universe. Hearing Ruo Shui mention his name confirmed it—that youthful figure was indeed the Ye Chen Zhao Yun had spoken of. Her evaluation of him was higher than she could have imagined.

In the past, she hadn't fully believed it.

Now, seeing him in person, she truly did. That world-shaking ruthless figure named Ye Chen fully deserved Zhao Yun's highest praise.

Once again, she felt immensely grateful for risking her life that day to save him.

Pfft!

As she watched, Meng Mo spat blood into the starry sky, struck by Ye Chen's sword and sent flying eighty thousand li. Every drop of blood spilling from her could crush the stars.

Ye Chen advanced with full presence, sword in hand. Though his steps were small, his Sheng Ti was heavy, making the universe rumble with each footfall and shaking the entire starry expanse.

Meng Mo steadied herself, her form unsteady and disheveled to the extreme. Her once flawless immortal face was now etched with ferocity.

"Beauty, up for bed?"

"Our boss's bedroom skills are top-notch."

"Don't be shy!"

Ye Chen said nothing, but the Hun Luan Shen Ding in his inner world was restless, with Hun Luan Huo and Hun Luan Lei howling wildly. They had clear roles: the master handled the fighting, while they managed the taunts, perfectly timed to tease the female supreme.

"Quite the flair."

Shen Yun Suan Yuan crossed his arms, glancing at those three, as if they had no concept of shame.

"Once in bed, what would you even do?"

The little old man stroked his beard, muttering to himself. Looking at Ye Chen's small frame, even that part must be adorable.

Ye Chen ignored it all, his steps unwavering.

But Meng Mo, hearing the Hun Luan Ding's words, nearly exploded on the spot. Across the three realms, even Wu Wang Mo Zun wouldn't dare toy with her like this. Today, she'd been teased twice, on top of her Shen Qi being stolen and Tian Zi taken. Her anger reached her very core, her dignity as a divine being utterly shattered.

Ah!

With a piercing cry, her form changed. Her long hair turned blood-red in an instant, each strand like fresh blood. Her once clear, dreamlike eyes became like black holes, and the blood flowing from her turned pitch-black. Surging demonic energy rolled like waves, engulfing swaths of starry sky. Though her title included "Mo," she now truly resembled a demon—a slumbering world-conquering demon god awakening in a flash. Her terrifying demonic aura spread endlessly across the seas and wilderness, making the universe tremble and sway.

"Bloodline limit?"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, recognizing it instantly, which made his expression turn odd. So, this universe had an undying state too. It was his first time seeing it since arriving.

This was all thanks to the Hun Luan Ding and its companions. Their casual "up for bed" had provoked her, pushing her to forcefully activate her bloodline in extreme rage.

"You have angered me."

Meng Mo said coldly, her voice icy and desolate, laced with demonic echoes that made even Ruo Shui and Yue Shen momentarily dazed.

"Boss, don't be afraid."

"Take her on."

In the small realm, the Hun Luan Ding jumped around wildly, while Hun Luan Huo and Hun Luan Lei darted everywhere, all eager to stir up more chaos.

Ye Chen glanced at them and took a deep breath. For some reason, he felt like dragging those three out and letting Meng Mo beat them senseless.