Chapter 3191: This Grave, Are You Satisfied?

Ah!

Tai Shang’s hair was disheveled, his body covered in blood and shattered bones. His roar shook the four seas and eight wastelands.

His state of mind was easy to guess.

Once the heavenly way, he had suffered defeat after defeat, barely crossing the universe only to be beaten half to death.

As for pitfalls, it seemed he was fated with them.

In this universe, pitfalls were everywhere, and he had stepped into every single one without exception.

Fortunately, the supreme gods were not present.

Otherwise, they would surely sigh and click their tongues—people, once down on their luck, couldn't escape it no matter what.

Boom!

Ye Chen arrived in an instant, shattering the void with a step, his palm striking Tai Shang and sending blood and bones flying.

Facts proved that howling loudly accomplished nothing.

Like Tai Shang, ever since entering this universe, he hadn't stopped talking, yet he hadn't avoided a single beating.

Ye Chen said nothing, too lazy for idle chatter, launching a full onslaught.

Tai Shang was outmatched and retreated, mainly due to fear. He dragged his bloody form, fighting while fleeing, constantly trying to escape, but each time he was blocked by Ye Chen. Tai Shang Tian seemed to have become a prison, or perhaps eternity had chosen it as a tomb for him, filled with his divine bones and stained with his divine blood.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The supreme battlefield flashed with lightning and thunder, making the entire heavens tremble.

"Have you gone to the outer universe and experienced nirvana again?"

The Si Shenjiang sighed, watching Ye Chen's dominance over the world and struggling to imagine his fearsome power.

"It's not just one person."

Ren Wang said leisurely, his aged eyes deep and profound. From Ye Chen, he saw the shadow of another figure.

"Is it him?"

Bai Zhi murmured softly, certain she wasn't mistaken, still remembering that monstrous talent.

"Da Chu Shi Huang."

"When did he return? And who was the one fighting alongside him? We've never seen that person before."

"What a powerful emperor."

More people arrived, including many friends and family, not excluding Xi Yan and the others, all gazing up in awe.

Indeed, every time they saw Ye Chen, there was always a surprise.

Like this time—who knew how many fortunes he had gained? His combat strength could rival that of the Huangdi!

"Feeling awkward?"

The Cai Shen Wang asked with hands clasped behind his back, glancing at the Hun Dun Ti beside him.

Once peers among the prodigies, now they were worlds apart.

The Hun Dun Ti smiled slightly. There was some awkwardness, but more joy for Ye Chen.

In this era, the supreme sheng ti was the protagonist.

And he, from beginning to end, was merely a green leaf, there to highlight the glory of eternity.

Yet, his path would not stop at the Great Emperor.

Through the vast ages and changing seas, he would forge ahead against the heavens, stepping into a bright and clear universe.

"It's Dad, but not purely Dad."

Ye Ling murmured, recognizing her own father, though he wasn't entirely himself.

"There's another person hidden inside him."

Nanming Yushu whispered, sensing that someone had merged with Ye Chen, with Ye Chen as the dominant force.

Qin Mengyao was already tearful.

She couldn't be wrong—after thousands of years, they met again in this form.

Ye Chen remained silent.

Zhao Yun was also quiet, too focused to care about anything else. Slaying Tai Shang was the priority.

Boom!

During the battle, Tai Shang escaped again, transforming into a mass of chaos, trying to cross the universe.

This universe was disgustingly vile.

Compared to it, their own universe was more agreeable—at least the heavens there had some shame.

"Stay."

Ye Chen said calmly, using eternity to shatter the chaos, reversing the mysterious forces and space. Tai Shang, who had just fled, was yanked back. Knowing he might run, how could there be no precautions? He wasn't going anywhere.

"Are you really going for broke?"

Tai Shang roared in fury, still uttering the same line, driven to madness and forced to beg for mercy.

"Cause and effect follow their cycle."

Ye Chen replied with a desolate tone, his eternal sword slicing off one of Tai Shang's arms, though not completely—it hung by a strip of flesh, with chaos already regenerating it. The perfected laws were no joke.

As for cause and effect, they indeed cycled.

Tai Shang's self-intervention in the world was the cause; his current battered state was the effect.

The end of the Huang Quan was his destination.

In this battle, eternity would be ruthless, driving the fallen heavenly way straight into the nine underworlds.

Tai Shang went berserk, plummeting from Tai Shang Tian into the starry sky.

Clearly, he wanted to drag others down with him. With his pressure, he could crush multitudes in an instant.

Indeed, upon entering the vast starry sky, the Tian Huang collapsed.

A halo of rank spread out, collapsing stars wherever it passed, flipping even the emperors.

"Do you take me for decoration?"

Ye Chen snorted coldly, using eternity to shift the heavens and earth, teleporting Tai Shang back to Tai Shang Tian.

The shattered starry sky instantly restored, with eternity reversing time.

In that same instant, Ye Chen returned to the supreme battlefield, delivering an eternal strike that beheaded Tai Shang.

Thud!

Blood sprayed like a fountain, stark and bloody. The headless Tai Shang looked utterly grotesque.

That guy still had some foundation, regenerating his head.

Before he could steady himself, Ye Chen was upon him, his palm ripping open Tai Shang's divine body. Eternal force rampaged, devastating his dao roots and severely wounding both his primordial spirit and true form. The blood light was vividly red.

"Save me."

Tai Shang fled, his roar a soul-shaking bellow, calling out to someone unknown.

Achoo!

The heavenly ways of the outer universe all sneezed, nearly shaking the Shenyu to pieces.

For some reason, they felt someone was cursing them.

Who was cursing? It was Tai Shang, full of resentment toward the supreme gods.

It was understandable.

If the supreme gods had acted sooner, he wouldn't have ended up like this. They had all been heavenly ways once—how could they be so heartless? Did they really want to see him dead? So shameless?

"You deserve it."

That would be the heavenly ways' response. It wasn't us who made you self-sever.

Gods should have some standards.

Like Tai Shang—Ye Chen beat him harder, and he cursed louder. Those supreme gods, every one of them, he greeted from this generation back to their eighteenth ancestors, cursing them to death, you old fools.

"Run again, he's running again."

In the starry sky of the heavens, many emperors shouted, their voices booming as they watched the battle.

"He can't escape."

Ye Chen declared firmly, his hand plunging into the void. Tai Shang, who had just crossed over, was caught and dragged back.

Failing to escape meant another beating.

Whether Tai Shang was used to it or not was unclear, but the emperors were. Facing Ye Chen, one had to be prepared.

"Kill!"

Tai Shang raged, blood-sacrificing his laws to form a towering gate, attempting to swallow Ye Chen.

"The Gate of Eternity?"

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, noting its similarity to the Gate of Eternity he had seen before.

But it wasn't the real one.

It was just Tai Shang's dao manifestation, with only the form, no true essence—far from the same level.

"Swallow!"

Tai Shang roared, forming seals with one hand.

The towering gate hummed, the divine patterns engraved on it intertwining and reviving one by one.

"Swallow me?"

Ye Chen unleashed his ba ti, manifesting the Yong Heng Xian Tie, thrusting it into the gate and shattering it to pieces.

Thud!

Tai Shang suffered backlash, spewing old blood as he tumbled away.

"Come on, senior, let's change the venue."

Ye Chen said indifferently, turning eternity into a river that swept Tai Shang away, vanishing in an instant.

When they reappeared, they were at the end of Tai Gu, in the realm of illusion.

The ancient darkness was vast and boundless, more awe-inspiring than Tai Shang Tian. At least, ordinary supremes dared not enter unless their cultivation was perfected or they had comprehended eternity—otherwise, entry meant death.

"I say, aren't those two flying over there?"

The emperors all looked up, their eyes following a beam of light toward the end of Tai Gu.

"It's Ye Chen—he's finally back."

"Fear not just him; there's another inside him, an eternal fusion?"

"What a strange tale of the world."

The emperors chatted among themselves, though only for a moment, they saw it clearly.

"Mingdi, once the battle ends, you and I should talk."

A ethereal voice echoed from above, audible only to the Mingdi among the supremes.

"Zhao Yun?"

The Mingdi heard it, his heart skipping a beat, knowing who sent the message.

Indeed, it was Zhao Yun.

If not for slaying Tai Shang, he would definitely come down for a good chat with the Mingdi.

"It was my fault."

The Mingdi spoke solemnly, his words heavy with endless regret.

That regret was for Zhao Yun.

In some past year and month, as an emperor, he had schemed against a junior from the outer universe.

Zhao Yun didn't respond.

It might not be called scheming, but the Mingdi's actions had truly made him suffer greatly.

An unforeseen tribulation.

Five hundred years of sealed history.

Before and after, blood and tears—he had lost so much and dragged others down with him.

Boom! Bang!

As they spoke, Ye Chen and Tai Shang had landed deep in the illusion.

"No wonder the heavens shook so much."

Shen Zun, Di Huang, and Hong Yan appeared as rainbows, manifesting together at the end of Tai Gu.

At a glance, they saw Ye Chen.

The supreme of the sheng ti lineage was still so radiantly glorious, his presence as dazzling as ever.

"How is that possible?"

Tai Shang's eyes bulged, his pupils contracting as he stared in disbelief at the boundless illusion.

"This tomb—are you satisfied?"

Ye Chen advanced on eternity, etching nine immortal patterns between his brows, his divine light surging.

Tai Shang was terrified, turning to flee.

But the illusion was endless and borderless, blocked by eternity, making escape impossible.

"The cauldron, come."

Ye Chen said calmly, and a massive illusory divine cauldron descended from the sky.

Thud!

Tai Shang spat blood, his divine body cracking under the pressure. The perfected laws couldn't withstand the eternal cauldron.

Yet, he was extraordinary, forcibly holding it up.

As soon as he stabilized, an eternal divine tower descended, trapping him inside.

"Break!"

Tai Shang howled, bursting out of the tower, only to face an eternal sword head-on, nearly splitting him in two.

From that moment, he never regained his footing.

Ye Chen's eternity dominated ancient and modern times, with no divine abilities to rival it—only eternal annihilation.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Tai Shang was miserable, his blood-soaked body reforming and exploding repeatedly. All he saw was eternity, immune to all laws. The so-called perfected laws couldn't tear through the immortal or harm Ye Chen.

"Crossed the universe."

Hong Yan murmured, as an observer, discerning Tai Shang's origin from another universe.

"Perfected eternity."

Di Huang's gaze was profound, knowing Ye Chen was in a fused state, with another person inside him.

"And my sister?"

Shen Zun frowned, seeing Ye Chen and the outer universe supreme, but not the female emperor.

One thing was certain: the female emperor was still alive.

Though alive, she had fallen from the Huangdi position, evident from the state of the heavens.

The female emperor's Huangdi imprint was weakened, meaning the current heavens and heavenly court had no Huangdi to hold the line.

"What a heavy price."

The emperors sighed, especially those at the quasi-huang peak, feeling it most acutely.

The female emperor had given up her Huangdi position for Ye Chen.

This world-shaking gamble—who knew if it was worth it?

"Don't just watch—seek your breakthroughs."

An old supreme said indifferently, withdrawing his gaze. With the female emperor fallen, this universe had an open Huangdi position. They couldn't let the outer domains claim it first, so all quasi-huang peaks must strive for it.

It was the only option they had.

Could the female emperor reclaim her Huangdi status? Unlikely—self-severing was hard to undo. Leave it for Ye Chen? But his cultivation wasn't ready; he might not make it in time and could lose it to the outer domains.

Now, it was up to them.

Whoever seized the Huangdi position was fine, as long as it wasn't from the outer domains.

"Interesting."

In the depths, the Di Yi Sheng Mo chuckled. He knew about the female emperor's self-severing.

Precisely because he knew, his eyes were full of mockery.

The heavens had no Huangdi now. When the Tian Mo rushed the Qi Sha, it would be the end for all domains. He couldn't think of anyone to stop the heavenly way's destruction. The ruler of all beings? The supreme of the sheng ti?

Don't kid yourselves—they were far from enough.

He just had to wait; it was only a matter of time. The sealed him didn't care how long.

"A bunch of wastes."

The Di Yi Sheng Mo withdrew his gaze from the illusion, glancing at the Tian Mo Yu and the Tian Jie Yu.

They still hadn't seen the Tian Mo rushing the Qi Sha.

They still hadn't found the heavens—what were they even doing?

If the two Huangdi heard this, they'd surely retort: Pfft.

Calling us wastes? You're even more of a waste.

It was true—if not for the Di Yi Sheng Mo starting the war eons ago, the heavenly way wouldn't be in this mess.

Ah!

From the illusion came Tai Shang's unwilling roar, tragic and furious.

The once heavenly way had knelt.

The former high-and-mighty ruler was now nailed to the ethereal illusion by an eternal war spear.

Looking at him now, "miserable" didn't begin to describe it.

He had no human form left, just half a mangled body, his exposed blood and bones all dyed with shimmering eternal light, preventing chaos from regenerating. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free from the eternal war spear's binds.

Ye Chen approached from the sky, silent.

Blood trickled from his mouth corner. Defeating Tai Shang was easy; suppressing him was hard.

Even with perfected eternity, he was injured.

But it was trivial—eternity was immortal and inexhaustible, undying and unmie, able to recover quickly.

"Unwilling! I am unwilling!"

Tai Shang had gone mad, howling hysterically, his mind on the brink of collapse.

"You brought this on yourself."

Ye Chen snorted coldly, his palm breaking open Tai Shang's inner world, seizing a bronze furnace and a divine sword—one was the Yong Heng Tong Lu, the other the Tai Shang Shen Jian, both genuine Huangdi artifacts.

Besides that, there were treasures galore.

The former heavenly way, Tai Shang, was absolutely a wealthy lord, with countless divine stones, pills, and artifacts. Plundering so many gods didn't compare to one Tai Shang—this was a divine treasury.

He didn't kill Tai Shang; he still had use for him.

Sealing him into his inner world, Ye Chen turned and vanished, forcibly crossing the universe to aid the female emperor in battle.

That carefree heaven wouldn't escape.

With his disappearance, the illusion fell silent again.

At the peak of Tai Gu.

Shen Zun, Di Huang, and Hong Yan stood, gazing at that spot for a long time.

It was over.

The emperors took a deep breath, but the light of the future dimmed a little.

No Huangdi.

The heavens had no Huangdi. When the Tian Mo rushed the Qi Sha, would there still be hope for all beings?

"Damn it."

Just as the emperors were withdrawing their divine senses, a sudden angry shout echoed from nowhere.

It was Ye Chen.

All the emperors rose, sensing from Ye Chen's tone that something had gone wrong during his universe crossing.