Chapter 3152: A Grand Chess Game

"Good divine artifact."

Ye Chen smiled leisurely, paying no attention to Boluo Mo Shen, and focused on the Fumo Tian San. It had been hanging at the highest point of the ethereal mountain, and the aura of the Huangdi made it difficult to see clearly before.

Now, upon closer inspection, it was truly extraordinary. The power it radiated was even slightly stronger than that of the Lidi Shen Jian. Indeed, no Huangdi Bing could be underestimated.

He had to get it; he must seize it for her.

Ye Chen pondered in his heart. His own cultivation was not sufficient to refine a Huangdi Bing, but the Empress could.

Thinking of this, he once again tried to use the Emperor Dao Separation technique. Back in the lower realm, he had used this method to snatch the Lidi Shen Jian from the Meng Mo.

Unfortunately, it didn't work this time.

The Fumo Tian San had its own spirit, and with Boluo urging it, his so-called Emperor Dao Separation was useless. Not only did he fail to snatch the divine artifact, but he also suffered a backlash from the void—or more precisely, from the Fumo Tian San itself.

Zheng!

The sound of a sword rang out again as Yue Shen launched an attack, unleashing a sword strike that pierced the heavens. It carved out a brilliant immortal river, infused with countless types of Dao principles.

"You're far from enough."

Boluo's eyes were full of contempt. She wielded the Fumo Tian San, easily severing the immortal river and once again repelling Yue Shen. The divine sword in Yue Shen's hand buzzed, and a notch even appeared on the blade.

Of course, that made sense. Boluo was wielding a Huangdi Bing, while Yue Shen's was merely a Quasi-Huangdi Jian, a half-level difference that was like heaven and earth. If they clashed head-on, her imperial sword could be reduced to ashes.

Roar! Roar!

At the same moment, thunderous dragon roars echoed. It was Shenlong Dao Zun, striking with a palm that manifested laws, weaving them into dragon forms.

"The Eightfold Divine Dragon Dao is just a trivial trick."

Boluo didn't even glance at it. She swung her staff, empowered by the Huangdi Bing, and with a casual strike, shattered the dragon form. Within it, a strand of law-evolved killing intent surged into the Dao Zun's body, splitting open his chest and sending fragments of divine bone flying.

"Old senior, you're quite a fighter!"

Ye Chen chuckled, his chubby little fist looking adorably punchy at first glance, but its power was terrifyingly dreadful—as if gripping the universe itself, one punch shattering the heavens and breaking all laws.

Boluo snorted coldly. The Fumo Tian San hovering above her head fully unfurled and began to slowly rotate, releasing cascading laws and overflowing demonic energy, enveloping a hundred-zhang radius around her in a pillar of light. Boluo stood at the center of this hundred-zhang light pillar, a forbidden domain where time intertwined, space weaved together, and spacetime spanned the cosmos. It contained countless laws, too many to count.

This was why it was called forbidden: outsiders couldn't enter. To harm Boluo, one had to break through the protective barrier cast by the Fumo Tian San—that very light pillar. Once inside this forbidden domain, Boluo was the ruler, and the intruder would be severely weakened, possibly even erased on the spot.

This was the terror of a Huangdi Bing.

Even among Huangdi Bing, the one Meng Mo held—the Lidi Shen Jian—and the Fumo Tian San above Boluo's head were on different levels. This was because the Fumo Tian San belonged to the Boluo Mo Yu and was perfectly attuned to Boluo, whereas the Lidi Shen Jian was merely borrowed by Meng Mo, making it difficult for her to unleash its full power.

Bang!

Ye Chen charged in, landing a punch on the light pillar. The collision produced a crisp sound, but he couldn't break through.

"Interesting."

Ye Chen shook his small hand; it was numb from the pain.

"What other tricks do you have?"

Boluo's lips curved slightly. Safe under the Fumo Tian San within the light pillar, her confidence was unmatched. With this divine artifact protecting her, she was inherently unbeatable—especially here, on her home turf.

"Don't move; stay put."

Ye Chen said, stepping forward and shattering the cosmos. He clenched his small fist again, wrapping it in eternity as laws flowed between his fingers, once more grasping the universe.

Bang! Crack! Boom!

These three sounds rang out in succession, each more resounding than the last. The supreme holy body, dominating heaven and earth, punched straight through the light pillar. Whatever Huangdi Bing, whatever Fumo protection—all became illusions before this strike.

Pfft!

Boluo spat blood. Without the divine artifact shielding her, Ye Chen's punch alone could have obliterated half her physical form. It wasn't that she was weak; it was just that Ye Chen was too formidable.

"I underestimated you."

Boluo Mo Shen snorted coldly, forcibly steadying herself and vaporizing the blood trickling from her mouth into ash.

"Good advice ignored; you had to ask for a beating."

Ye Chen said indifferently, vanishing in an instant.

Boluo's expression changed, and she hastily retreated.

But Ye Chen was faster, disrupting the laws of time itself. With a finger of divine light, he struck like a force of destruction.

Pfft!

Boluo vomited blood again, her shoulder pierced through. It was only thanks to a teleportation divine ability in the previous instant that her head and primordial spirit weren't targeted.

Even so, she wasn't in great shape. A killing intent had invaded her body—a strand of eternal killing energy rampaging within, nearly severing her Dao roots.

"Forbid!"

Shenlong Dao Zun shouted coldly, swinging his sword to carve a circle of light around Boluo as the center, with chains of order crisscrossing to bind her divine form.

"Seal!"

Yue Shen spoke in a desolate tone, forming a seal with one hand. A full moon materialized above Boluo's head, casting pure moonlight over that stretch of cosmos—a supreme seal.

However, in Boluo Mo Shen's eyes, these were all mere decorations. The Fumo Tian San rotated, instantly dispelling the seals and repelling both Dao Zun and Yue Shen. From the beginning, she had only feared Ye Chen; the other two couldn't harm her.

Speak of Ye Chen, and he appeared. With a small palm strike like a mighty falling monument, he swung it with overwhelming dominance.

Pfft!

Blood light flashed again as Boluo's demonic form was shattered by Ye Chen's palm, even with the Fumo Tian San's protection proving ineffective at that moment.

"Forbid."

Ye Chen said calmly, extending a finger where eternity bloomed at the tip, laws swirling around it. His seal was on a different level from Dao Zun and Yue Shen's, enhanced by eternity for an immortal and unbreakable power.

Yet, just then, a sword cry suddenly rang out.

The sword's sound was piercing, coming from his inner world. A divine sword flew out—it was the Lidi Shen Jian.

Zheng!

As soon as the Lidi Shen Jian emerged, it attacked on its own, reversing its blade and slashing Ye Chen away. The sword's might was devastating, even cutting into his holy body.

This sudden turn made Yue Shen frown and Shenlong Dao Zun narrow his eyes.

It wasn't the Lidi Shen Jian acting of its own accord; clearly, someone in the shadows was controlling it.

The one with such power must be from the inheritance of the God of Destruction, for the Lidi Shen Jian was the God of Destruction's life-bound weapon. His descendants could wield it, ignoring the barriers of Ye Chen's inner world, breaking the seal Ye Chen had placed on the sword, and launching an instantaneous sneak attack that wounded him.

All of this seemed to happen in a flash, even catching Ye Chen off guard.

Now, Ye Chen stood still, a sword wound gaping on his chest, the gash bloody and severe, with destructive forces lingering around it. Even his eternal indestructibility couldn't heal the wound immediately.

"Outstanding."

Ye Chen sighed. He had seen the Lidi Shen Jian fly out of the demonic palace, likely responding to some summons. Now, it was gone for good.

This stung; he felt like cursing. A Huangdi divine artifact, lost just like that.

He had underestimated the inheritance of the God of Destruction—it was even more terrifying than imagined, able to ignore his inner world barriers and break his seals.

"Indeed, it's Rahu." Shenlong Dao Zun's words were deep, gazing toward the vast emptiness.

He could see it, and so could Ye Chen. Through the palace's structure, they saw a majestic figure in the void above, clad in black armor like a demonic god ruling the world, with the fleeing Lidi Shen Jian hovering at his side.

Rahu, the killing demonic god of the divine realm—he had heard of him. As the inheritance of the God of Destruction, no one knew how terrifying he truly was. Seeing him now, he lived up to his reputation.

Their eyes met, and their gazes clashed, instantly exploding that patch of void with destructive halos scattering everywhere.

"Strong."

Ye Chen uttered a single word. This was the most powerful god he had encountered since coming to this universe—a demonic god, no less. The inheritance of the God of Destruction was no joke.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Yue Shen snorted coldly, for Boluo Mo Shen's form was turning illusory, clearly intending to flee.

Unfortunately, her sword strike missed.

Boluo vanished in an instant, having already escaped the palace.

Or rather, from the moment Ye Chen was struck by the Lidi Shen Jian, Boluo Mo Shen's true form had already left the demonic palace; what remained was merely her illusion.

Yue Shen hadn't noticed, nor had Dao Zun, but Ye Chen saw it clearly.

He didn't pursue her, and there was a reason for that. The instant Boluo fled, the entire demonic palace had become a prison.

And the three of them were the prisoners inside.

Bang!

Yue Shen hit an invisible wall, confirming Ye Chen's suspicion. She had tried to chase Boluo Mo Shen out but was blocked by a hidden barrier.

Bang!

Dao Zun was also repelled, hitting it even harder and blowing half his head apart.

Fallen into a trap?

Yue Shen furrowed her brow, exchanged a glance with Dao Zun, and then both looked toward Ye Chen.

Ye Chen said nothing, only scanning their surroundings.

They had indeed fallen into a trap.

Clearly, Boluo had deliberately revealed a trace of the Emperor Immortal's opportunity, drawing Ruoshui's perception and luring them here. This so-called Boluo Mo Yu, this so-called demonic palace—it was all a trap.

Awkward, wasn't it?

Ye Chen gave a dry laugh. He was always the one setting traps for others, but this time, he had been thoroughly outmaneuvered.

"Open! Open for me!"

Shenlong Dao Zun roared, swinging his divine sword infused with laws and engraved with Dao essence, slashing at the Boluo demonic palace in an attempt to break the prison.

But he was sent flying backward, a mouthful of old blood spraying out. His attack was strong, yet the prison was incredibly sturdy.

Yue Shen fared no better; her sword strike not only failed to break through but also knocked her back.

"Can you break it?"

Dao Zun coughed, looking at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen didn't answer; he just pointed a small finger upward, implying: Look up there.

Dao Zun instinctively looked up.

At that sight, he was truly shocked. In the void above, four brilliant suns had appeared.

More precisely, four fearsome divine artifacts: the Lidi Shen Jian in the east, the Zhenxian Flag in the south, the Fumo Tian San in the west, and the Kunfo Bell in the north. All were life-bound weapons of supreme gods, positioned at the four directions with destructive laws connecting them and supreme Dao essence weaving through the air. They sealed the entire Boluo Mo Yu and trapped the demonic palace, turning it into a prison.

"No wonder we can't break it."

Yue Shen murmured lightly, her expression unusually grim. She had been too hasty and fallen for the scheme.

"What a grand chess game."

Dao Zun snorted coldly. To suppress them, such an elaborate setup had been arranged, involving various supreme god inheritances.