Chapter 3157: Gods' Brawl

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The great battle erupted instantly, shattering the heavens and splitting the earth. With a four-on-one lineup, the scene was utterly devastating.

From Yang Tian's perspective, the four figures were no longer visible. All that could be seen were the five vast worlds: Dongfang Xianzong, Xifang Foguo, Nanfang Motu, and Beifang Lianyu.

At the center stood Ye Chen's Yongheng, with the five realms colliding repeatedly. Each thunderous boom echoed like a death knell for the mortal world. Not only mortals trembled at the sound, but even the gods felt their hearts quake.

Despite facing four opponents, Ye Chen showed no sign of weakness. He wielded Yongheng, battling across the eight wastelands, standing within his great realm like a true god, gazing disdainfully over the heavens and earth.

The four supreme beings, however, looked particularly awkward. Even someone as powerful as Luo Hou couldn't withstand the assaults of Yongheng. The Lianyu he manifested was repeatedly shattered, and as the god of slaughter, he seemed inadequate.

Boom! Rumbling!

Amidst the thunderous roars, waves of destruction spread outwards. This was no ordinary clash of supremes—every collision unleashed waves of light, each one stronger than the last.

The Bo Luo Magic Domain suffered the worst of it.

No one could say how many destructive halos swept across the domain, leaving shattered skies, collapsed mountains, and ancient cities reduced to rubble in their wake. Screams of agony rose everywhere.

"Damn it."

Bo Luo roared in fury, wanting to draw the battle into the starry skies, but the other four gods had no such intention. Ye Chen, in particular, was extremely restless, shifting the battlefield as he fought, always heading towards areas with more people. Since they weren't his own, he didn't care about the destruction—and neither did Fo Zun, Xian Zun, or Luo Hou. Let it be ruined.

"They dug a pit and buried themselves."

Many gods couldn't help but laugh, feeling quite satisfied. In the past, the Bo Luo Magic Domain had bullied others often, and now it seemed they'd provoked the wrong foe. The battle was happening right on their home turf.

"The supreme from the outer domains is far too strong."

Sighs and tuts of admiration echoed all around. No one cared about how many people Bo Luo had killed or how many cities had been destroyed; what drew more attention was the supreme from the Sacred Body lineage. He was incredibly fierce, holding his own against a four-on-one fight. The four great inheritances joined forces but gained no advantage, and if they weren't careful, they'd be severely wounded by Ye Chen. The blood rain pouring from the skies was mostly from the four highest lineages—embarrassment was the least of their problems; injury was the real issue.

Ye Chen, on the other hand, looked utterly dominant.

Yongheng, indestructible and inexhaustible.

Bloodline, undying and unextinguished.

Bearing two divine-level buffs, he fought with wild abandon, not even bothering to defend.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

In the midst of the battle, more people from the Magic Domain fell. Splendid blood flowers bloomed across the realms.

"Damn it."

The Bo Luo gods were furious, rushing in all directions to pull their own people into small worlds as much as possible. What was supposed to be a perfect ambush had turned into a disaster.

"Let's go."

The mad hero cursed loudly, grabbing his divine blade and joining the fight. With Ye Chen taking on four inheritances alone, how could he sit idle? He released the multitude of gods from his small world and teamed up with Yao Chi to wage war against the Bo Luo gods.

"Damn it."

The Bo Luo gods howled in rage, their eyes filled with blood-red fury.

"If you're not convinced, then fight."

Shura Tianzun roared wildly, wasting no words as he swung his divine blade. His strike dominated the heavens and earth, instantly splitting a god in two.

Pfft!

The Donghuang Empress was equally formidable. With a strike of her jade hand, crystalline and pure, she reduced a Tian Emperor to ash with one palm.

"Come on."

From Ye Chen's small realm, Dao Zun and Yue Shen emerged together, along with the other supremes. Suppressed for years, they charged like untamed horses, howling as they clashed with the Bosha gods.

Boom! Rumbling!

The Magic Domain was already chaotic, but now it was even more disordered, with gods and demons battling fiercely across the skies.

The ones suffering were still the people of the Bo Luo Magic Domain. Since it wasn't their territory, no one else cared.

"You may join the battle."

Dao Mo Jun glanced sideways at Shenmo Zun.

Shenmo Zun said nothing, merely glancing at Wuxiang Old God and the many veteran supremes present.

Those old timers were remarkably composed, each with hands clasped behind their backs, watching the spectacle like spectators with no intention of fighting.

They were all seasoned veterans.

They might join eventually, but not now—they'd wait until the others were exhausted and mutually wounded.

Profiting from the sidelines was their specialty. Over the years, they'd always headed straight for the excitement, and the Bo Luo Magic Domain was buzzing right now.

Even Meng Mo seemed like an outsider.

After the events in the Immortal Realm, she'd truly wised up. Though the scene was chaotic and fishing in troubled waters was tempting, it wasn't the best time yet.

She was waiting, just as they were.

As they watched, Ye Chen shifted the battlefield again, fighting from the eastern skies all the way to the western vastness, where a stretch of immortal mountains was doomed to destruction.

"I will cut you down."

Bo Luo shouted angrily, driving her Motu to collide, but unfortunately, her Motu couldn't match Ye Chen's Yongheng. The Yongheng realm stood firm, while her Motu realm was shaken and half-shattered.

"Cut me down?"

Ye Chen snorted coldly, emerging from the Yongheng realm and instantly appearing, entering Bo Luo's Motu realm. With one step, he crushed it inch by inch.

Pfft!

Bo Luo spat blood, half her demonic body exploding. If not for the Fumo Sky Umbrella supporting her, it would have been even worse.

Ye Chen's Yongheng form followed like a shadow, giving her no chance to breathe. He thrust out a finger of domineering divine light, piercing straight through Bo Luo's skull.

"You truly deserve to die."

Bo Luo soared into the sky, her aged form instantly turning youthful, a demonic mark etching itself on her brow. Her divine power surged, and she drove the Fumo Sky Umbrella downwards.

Pfft!

Ye Chen was wounded, his sacred body split open.

"Die!"

Bo Luo descended from the heavens, slashing down with a palm.

"Are you sure you can destroy me?"

Ye Chen said indifferently, neither dodging nor defending. Though the palm strike scattered his sacred body's blood and bones, it barely touched his foundations. Yongheng was no illusion, and his bloodline was no mere decoration.

After taking Bo Luo's palm, he countered with his own. Raising his hand to cover the eight wastelands, he inscribed Yongheng, obliterating half of Bo Luo's newly reformed demonic body.

"Seal!"

Ye Chen uttered the word resoundingly, his words manifesting as law. He carved the character with Yongheng and formed rules with principles, condensing an invisible cage.

The moment Bo Luo halted, she was sealed, bound by the forces of Yongheng and rules, unable to move.

Pfft!

Ye Chen reached through the air with a hand shaped like a blade, splitting open Bo Luo's inner realm and seizing an ice coffin from within, where Di Xian was sealed.

Indeed, she looked exactly like Yue Xin, like identical twins at first glance.

"Awake."

Ye Chen said calmly, shattering the ice coffin with a palm and breaking the seal on the slumbering Di Xian.

"Bo Luo."

Di Xian awoke, her voice icy and desolate. She had no idea how many years she'd been sealed, all thanks to Bo Luo.

Bo Luo's face twisted into a grotesque expression, filled with regret. She should have refined Di Xian long ago, or at the very least, destroyed her. Now, she'd been rescued.

In the future, this would be a major threat. In a certain sense, Di Xian was more terrifying than Yue Shen.

"Go wherever you feel comfortable."

Ye Chen waved his hand, using Yongheng's immortal light to send Di Xian out of this realm. Di Xian wasn't weak, on the same level as Yue Shen, but a battle involving supreme divine artifacts wasn't for her.

"Thank you."

Di Xian smiled faintly, her gratitude sincere. Without asking Yue Shen, she knew Ye Chen's background—from what Zhao Yun had told her. Now, seeing him in person, he was indeed extraordinarily strong. A supreme from the outer universe, his combat power was even more fearsome than she'd imagined.

"This favor, Zhao Yun will repay."

Ye Chen chuckled, stepping into Yongheng to evade Xian Zun's sword, then flipping his hand to repel A Luo Fo Zun with a palm. He couldn't avoid Luo Hou's attack, and his body was split open.

"Kill."

Bo Luo Demon God shrieked, breaking the seal and unleashing a wave of chaotic demonic light from the Fumo Sky Umbrella overhead.

Ye Chen sneered, returning to the Yongheng realm and sweeping it aside with a palm, forcibly extinguishing the chaotic demonic light.

"Break!"

Xian Zun snorted coldly, gripping the Zhenxian Banner and swinging it fiercely. The universe shifted once more—from billions of gods and demons to billions of divine weapons.

However, these billions of divine weapons were all illusions, manifested by the Zhenxian Banner through laws, arrayed like stars across the vast heavens. Though illusory, their combined might was overwhelmingly dominant.

In an instant, the Yongheng realm collapsed, crushed by the billions of divine weapons, and even Ye Chen spat blood.

"The cauldron, come!"

Ye Chen shouted, summoning the Chaos Cauldron. In his hand, it transformed into a Chaos Divine Staff. He thrust it straight into the skies and stirred violently, reversing the universe that Xian Zun had disrupted and overturning yin and yang. The billions of divine weapons were all swept in.

Then, they exploded violently.

Pfft!

Xian Zun spat blood and staggered back, only to be struck by Ye Chen's staff and sent flying into the heavens.

In turn, Ye Chen faced an assault.

It was from Luo Hou. The Ludi God Sword hummed as it descended from the skies, carving a straight line of light that divided the heavens and earth into two realms.

Pfft!

The demonic light was overbearing, easily severing one of Ye Chen's arms. Even with Yongheng and his bloodline, he couldn't regenerate on the spot, for it was an Huang Emperor weapon, its terrifying rules ignoring Yongheng.

"Return the favor with a sword."

Ye Chen said calmly, firing a sword from his brow—it was the Yongheng Sword formed from Shen Shang, specifically to slay the primordial spirit.

Pfft!

Luo Hou was hit, a crack appearing in his primordial spirit's true form, which spread to his physical body, scattering blood and bones.

"Donor, your killing intent is too heavy."

Fo Zun sat in meditation, refining a ten-thousand-zhang golden Buddha. Its massive five-fingered hand pressed down from the skies, with a "Swastika" character engraved in its palm.

"How about we compare sizes?"

Ye Chen sneered, instantly manifesting his Hegemon Body form. Its stature was not just ten thousand zhang—it reached a hundred thousand zhang, shrouded in Yongheng's glory, illuminating the universe.

Boom!

The colossal Buddha hand trembled and exploded on the spot.

Ye Chen followed up by lifting his foot.

His hundred-thousand-zhang Hegemon Body was incredibly imposing, stomping down and crushing the ten-thousand-zhang golden Buddha.

"Refreshing."

That sight made many gods feel a thrill, including Dao Mo Jun and Shenmo Zun—they weren't fond of that bald one anyway.

Ah!

Fo Zun's roar shook both heaven and earth. A Luo tore off his kasaya, instantly falling into the demonic path. His once-clear eyes turned blood-red in an instant, and the radiant Buddha light became demonic light. His form now seemed more demonic than Luo Hou's.

Buddha and demon were one and the same.

One thought to become Buddha.

One thought to become demon.

Fo Zun perfectly embodied this saying.

From now on, calling him A Luo Demon Monk would draw no objections—he was truly demonic.

"Donor, you have angered the Buddha."

Fo Zun said indifferently, the word "Buddha" from his mouth making Ye Chen want to laugh. A demon speaking of Buddha—was that fresh or what?

Notably, his forehead was still as shiny and bald as ever.

"Planning to convert me like this?"

Ye Chen gripped the Chaos Divine Staff, huffing on it and wiping it with his sleeve.

Whether you're A Luo Fo Zun or A Luo Demon Monk, it makes no difference to me.