Chapter 3146: Alliance

Boom! Rumble!

As they spoke, Dao Mo Jun came into view, like a great demon god emerging from the end of ages, sweeping in with torrents of demonic malice. He hadn't even arrived, but his oppressive aura had already blanketed the area, toppling countless gods in its path. Once they steadied themselves, they fled far into the distance.

There was no way around it—Dao Mo Jun's presence was overwhelmingly dazzling. If he joined the battle, this stretch of starry sky, even this entire star domain, would collapse.

He was one of the most ruthless figures in the Shen Jie, and without the supreme gods stepping in, few could stand against him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The banging sounds suddenly rang out, and upon closer listening, they were footsteps—each step so heavy that it made the universe rumble.

Dao Mo Jun had arrived, but those bangs weren't from his own feet; they came from his mount.

More precisely, it was a Qilin, a pitch-black Qilin engulfed in crimson flames, radiating wild and savage energy. Its massive blood-red eyes displayed visions of world-ending destruction. It strode forward with its head held high, making the entire starry sky tremble with each step. Such a ferocious divine beast serving merely as a mount spoke volumes about its master's terrifying power.

"Da Di level."

Ye Chen sighed in amazement; the black Qilin's cultivation had reached the Da Di realm, which was truly intimidating.

Turning his gaze from the Qilin, Ye Chen looked at Dao Mo Jun, who was undoubtedly at the peak of the quasi-huang level, cultivating the demonic path. In terms of combat power, he was on par with the Tian Ting Shen Zun. Even if the Shen Zun showed up, he might not defeat Dao Mo Jun. That guy was incredibly strong, his rolling demonic energy like a vast ocean—majestic and violent, forming its own world. Strands of laws flickered in and out, making it so that even ordinary Zhi Zun couldn't approach him.

Boom!

Just as he was observing, Shen Mo Zun arrived as well.

His presence was even more dazzling than Dao Mo Jun's, with an entrance that was grand beyond compare. Two Da Di-level white tigers pulled a jade carriage, and Shen Mo Zun lounged casually inside, his expression playful and mocking. Even from a distance, his terrifying eyes were visible, like a Jiu You demon abyss—gazing into them for too long could devour one's very soul.

Dao Mo Jun glanced over, his face darkening slightly. *Why does he get two mounts when I only have one?*

Shen Mo Zun's lips curved into a smirk, returning a playful look. *I didn't bring all nine white tigers, so consider that a favor to you.*

Boom!

The two Zhi Zun locked eyes, their gazes clashing in the void and sparking destructive flames. That section of starry sky collapsed instantly.

This was likely a brief skirmish.

The two gods didn't seem to like each other at all, with signs that they might start fighting right there.

In fact, everyone in the Shen Jie knew they often challenged each other to battles, clashing every few days.

Unfortunately, they were evenly matched, and no fight ever ended in a clear victory.

The more they fought, the fiercer it got, and each brawl left countless lives in ruins, turning many ancient stars into mere historical dust.

Boom! Rumble!

The starry sky shook, unable to bear the pressure from these two great gods, whose auras could destroy heavens and earth as they faced off from east to west, as if ready to spar.

Due to their standoff, layers of halos spread across the eight directions, forcing the many gods on the outskirts to retreat another million li in fear.

"From what I can tell, those two are just here to show off."

Countless gods crossed their arms, sighing and clicking their tongues.

"When Shen Zhao Yun was still around, why didn't we see them jumping out like this?"

Someone remarked dismissively.

No one refuted that.

That peerless ruthless figure was truly invincible among his peers; from the day he emerged, he had never lost a battle at the same level.

What a pity he had faced a calamity and fallen into trouble, exploited by the Wu Wang Mo Zun, and was still sealed in the Shen Xu. If not for that, how could his friends have suffered so terribly, with some dead and others wounded?

After a long while, Dao Mo Jun and Shen Mo Zun finally withdrew their gazes. Though they disliked each other, they hadn't come for that reason.

In the same instant, both turned their eyes to Yue Shen.

Yue Shen's expression remained indifferent, showing no joy or worry. With a wave of her hand, she drew Long Yang into her small world. She wasn't afraid of these two Zhi Zun; even if she couldn't win in a one-against-two fight, she wasn't alone—Ye Chen was right behind her.

As Ye Chen approached, he strolled along casually, hands tucked in his pockets, strutting with an air of pride, his back straight as an arrow.

"I say, is that actually a person?"

The surrounding Zhi Zun narrowed their eyes, all focusing on Ye Chen. In that patch of starry sky, besides Dao Mo Jun, Shen Mo Zun, and Yue Shen, he was the only one. His small stature was quite striking—so tiny he'd be easy to step on in a crowd.

"He's also a Zhi Zun, but we've never seen him before."

"Not only seen, we've never even heard of him."

"Is he planning to join the fight?"

Whispers erupted everywhere, filled with doubt and surprise. This little figure suddenly appearing was quite amusing; it looked like he wanted to spar with Shen Mo Zun and Dao Mo Jun.

"Interesting."

Dao Mo Jun chuckled darkly, his eyes on Ye Chen gleaming with fiery intensity. Though he appeared as a child, he was actually an ancient being, not from this universe. The purity of his bloodline, the vastness of his origin, and the profundity of his Dao all exceeded expectations. Even with Dao Mo Jun's vast insight, he couldn't see through it fully—he only knew Ye Chen carried a massive treasure waiting to be unearthed, promising heaven-defying fortune.

"Interesting."

Shen Mo Zun's gaze was deep and greedy; he could see what Dao Mo Jun saw, and even more. To them, Ye Chen was no longer a person; he was a treasure. Taking him back for study would surely yield exciting discoveries.

Treasure!

While they examined him, Ye Chen was examining them too—glancing at Dao Mo Jun, then at Shen Mo Zun. Their dazzling presence screamed hidden treasures; robbing them would be a fortune.

*Great, now I'm the outsider.*

Yue Shen felt awkward; the two across from her had completely ignored her, probably scheming how to drag Ye Chen away and boil him up.

"How about we make a deal?"

Ye Chen said with a smile.

Oh?

Dao Mo Jun and Shen Mo Zun's lips curved up, piqued with interest.

"The four of us could form an alliance and raid the Shen Xu—it's full of treasures."

"We split it fifty-fifty; it's a win-win."

"As Zhi Zun, you two should aim higher."

"Snatching treasures is the way to go."

Ye Chen launched into his persuasive mode, words flowing nonstop. Dao Mo Jun and Shen Mo Zun were no pushovers; if they allied, the chances of rescuing Zhao Yun would skyrocket.

Dao Mo Jun's lips twitched with a smile, saying nothing. Shen Mo Zun's expression was mockingly playful, remaining silent.

For some reason, the way they looked at Ye Chen made him feel like they thought he was a fool.

The Shen Xu was no ordinary place—who could just waltz in? Even if we four went, or brought another full team, we'd still be crushed once inside.

That was the unspoken message in the two Zhi Zun's eyes—not that they wouldn't go, but they didn't dare.

"So, what do you two think?"

Ye Chen smiled at them.

Both Zhi Zun chuckled darkly and moved in unison—one crossing the void, the other surging with demonic aura—as they attacked him.

*Snatching treasures is the way, but you're the treasure we're after—more interesting than the Shen Xu.*

"No opening remarks? How rude."

Ye Chen muttered, not backing down. He charged straight at Dao Mo Jun, ready to teach him a lesson on being a proper god.

Zheng!

Yue Shen acted just as quickly, wielding her divine sword and slashing a million li with a single strike, forcing Shen Mo Zun back. She knew she couldn't win, but she wouldn't be easily defeated.

"Seeking death."

Shen Mo Zun snorted coldly, covering the universe with a palm.

Yue Shen showed no fear, slicing through it with her sword.

Shen Mo Zun raged, unleashing his full power as numerous laws intertwined and danced, forming a trapping cage.

Yue Shen countered with another sword strike.

Boom!

On the other side, Dao Mo Jun and Ye Chen had clashed, causing the star domain to collapse from their first strike.

"Underestimated you."

Dao Mo Jun sneered, demonic patterns etching across his forehead as his long hair turned crimson red. Demonic aura rolled wildly around him, making him resemble a great demon god even more, with bloodthirsty energy sweeping the eight directions.

"Always hear that line no matter where I go."

Ye Chen sighed.

*Just wait; next comes 'Good, very good,' followed by 'I don't believe it.'*

Boom!

Dao Mo Jun shattered the star dome with a step, striking out with a palm that manifested a vast world.

"Break!"

Ye Chen clenched his small fist, etching laws between his fingers, and punched through the eight directions, shattering the great realm. Even Dao Mo Jun was forced back half a step. If Ye Chen were at full strength, it wouldn't have been just half a step.

"Good, very good."

Ye Chen's prediction was spot-on; Dao Mo Jun delivered the line perfectly.

More domineering attacks followed as Dao Mo Jun unleashed his Dao laws, transforming nine laws into demonic swords arranged in nine positions. They buzzed in unison, forming a sword array of destructive power, capable of slaying gods.

"Barely passable."

Ye Chen said calmly, dodging the slashing demonic swords in an instant. When he reappeared in the void, he used eternity to form a great cauldron, carrying world-ending might as it smashed down from the emptiness, instantly crushing the nine law swords.

"Eternity?"

Dao Mo Jun narrowed his eyes in disbelief. A Zhi Zun from outside the universe was beyond expectations—he had comprehended eternity too.

He knew how terrifying eternity was; Zhao Yun was a prime example. If not for his calamity and being exploited by Wu Wang Mo Zun, no one short of a supreme god could have taken him down.

Buzz!

In a flash, the eternity cauldron descended.

"Break!"

Dao Mo Jun roared, wielding a demonic blade and slashing upward with a million-li blade light.

Pound!

The eternity cauldron was incredibly sturdy; the blade couldn't shatter it. Instead, Dao Mo Jun was shaken, his arm fracturing as the cauldron's force made him stagger.

"Perish for me!"

Regaining his footing, Dao Mo Jun shook his demonic body, unleashing countless thunderbolts that formed a sea of thunder above, overwhelming the eternity cauldron from the heavens.

It had to be said, this technique worked.

The cauldron rumbled but couldn't withstand the thunder sea, exploding violently. Yet, its fragments transformed into eternal light, reforming into an eternal sword that cleaved through Dao Mo Jun's thunder sea.

"Seal!"

Dao Mo Jun shouted hoarsely, summoning ninety-nine war banners from his sleeve to hover in the sky. Each banner was inscribed with demonic patterns, and chains of order flew out, forming a grand array even stronger and more terrifying than the previous law demonic sword array, trapping Ye Chen inside.

Ye Chen didn't even glance at it, using eternity to form a staff and thrusting it skyward, piercing a massive hole in the void. The violent stirring disrupted the array's balance, and the war banners exploded one after another.

Pfft!

Dao Mo Jun spat blood; the banners were linked to his life force, and the backlash turned his eyes blood-red and fearsome. Banners he had refined for countless years were destroyed so swiftly and cleanly.

"How about a taste of palm strikes from the heavens?"

Ye Chen stood high above, pressing down with a palm. His sky-covering fingers were like a hand of annihilation.

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