Chapter 3247: Reverse Battle Against the Heavens (Three)

Ah!

Tianmo Huangdi's roar echoed with fury across the universe.

Ye Chen was too powerful.

The Desolate Emperor-level Holy Body was terrifying, capable of isolating the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Boom!

Ye Chen shattered the heavens with a single step, launching a full assault. He severed Tianmo Huangdi's connection to the Heavenly Dao, unleashing the might of immortality and eternity. Every strike brought destruction, repeatedly blasting Tianmo Huangdi apart. In this critical battle, only by slaying him could there be a chance to turn the tide.

Puff! Puff!

Tianmo Huangdi was in utter misery. Every blossom of blood in the void was his own. His demonic bones were stained with Desolate Emperor blood, constantly shattering across Taishang Heaven. He had once been able to fight evenly, but now he was being suppressed by Ye Chen, beaten so badly he could barely stand.

Boom! Rumble!

It was a dreadful scene. The battlefield reserved for supreme beings had become a realm of destruction. Eternity manifested countless visions: blazing suns, stars, the Immortal Realm, the Divine Realm, and all things transformed into deadly weapons, repeatedly annihilating Tianmo Huangdi's imperial form.

"Waste."

E Mo Huangdi snarled in anger. A peak Desolate Emperor like him was actually losing to an entry-level opponent—and one who was still undergoing tribulation. It was an utter disgrace to the heavens.

"Waste."

The First Generation Shengmo howled in rage as well, screaming hysterically while forcefully assaulting his seals. He longed for a decisive battle with Ye Chen, to personally destroy that young Holy Body. It was because of him that the apocalypse kept producing variables.

Come if you dare?

Tianmo Huangdi could hear the taunts of the two Desolate Emperors, and it made his liver and guts twist in fury, driving him mad. They were just talking from the sidelines without any real pain. If they truly faced Ye Chen, they would know how fearsome this Holy Body was.

Boom! Rumble!

The heavens raged, with lightning and thunder flashing across the entire universe.

It was the power of the Heavenly Dao, attempting to provide reinforcement.

However, Ye Chen's immortality and eternity severed it every time, denying any chance for the Heavenly Dao to intervene. As long as the First Generation Shengmo remained sealed, the Heavenly Dao could not directly interfere in the world. Even now, Ye Chen was still shocked by the Nüwa Emperor's supreme divine abilities from back then. Without the First Generation Shengmo to restrain it, the heavens would have been destroyed countless times over. In terms of combat power, the peak Nüwa Emperor might not surpass him, but in terms of divine abilities, she was absolutely superior. At least, he could not seal a Desolate Emperor to counter the Heavenly Dao—it required an infinite, mighty force.

War!

The roars of the three Desolate Emperors seemed audible to all living beings.

And the heavens' fury seemed hearable to the masses as well.

This clearly proved one thing: Ye Chen, the commander of the heavens, held an absolute advantage in his battle against Tianmo Huangdi. Though the scenes in Tianmo Domain were invisible, one could imagine the sight—Tianmo Huangdi must be suppressed by Ye Chen, hammered to the point of madness, even dragging the entire Heavenly Dao into it.

Ye Chen's ability to hold the line greatly boosted morale.

Across the heavens, from peak Quasi-Desolate Emperors to minor Heavenly Realm juniors, all were filled with high spirits, like flames igniting light in the darkness.

"He might actually do it."

Hongyan murmured to herself, guarding the eastern starry sky. Her hair had turned white strand by strand, and her lifespan was rapidly depleting, all to sustain the Eternal War Spear.

Like her, the Nüwa Emperor, Shen Zun, and Di Huang were all aged with white hair.

Every moment, they sacrificed their lifespans; every moment, their divine power, stained with blood, flowed into the Eternal War Spear. They had to hold on steadfastly—at least until Ye Chen slew Tianmo Huangdi, the spear could not be allowed to break. For this, they had no intention of retreating, even if it meant sacrificing everything to buy Ye Chen time.

Puff!

Blood light exploded across the vast expanse as Tianmo Huangdi spat blood again. His originally pitch-black dragon form was forcibly beaten back into human shape, leaving only half a mangled body that plummeted from Taishang Heaven. The trails of his blood essence ravaged the already shattered Tianmo Domain, causing the domain's very fabric to collapse.

Kill!

Tianmo Huangdi steadied himself, his hair disheveled as he charged back toward the heavens in defiance.

Boom!

From the dim sky, a sea of eternity rolled down.

Tianmo Huangdi collided head-on, instantly submerged. Countless strands of eternity invaded his body, eroding his foundations, while innumerable immortal sword energies crisscrossed, slashing his blood and bones to pieces.

In just a moment, he was nearly suppressed.

Ah!

Tianmo Huangdi roared to the heavens, tearing through the immortal sea and leaping out.

Buzz! Puff!

His positioning seemed off—he rammed straight into an Eternal War Halberd thrown by Ye Chen. Fused with Dao principles, enhanced by divine abilities, and inscribed with eternity, the halberd nailed Tianmo Huangdi into the vast heavens. That flash of blood light was like a thunderbolt from ancient times, exploding in the annals of history and illuminating the end of ages.

Puff!

In that eternal instant, half of Tianmo Huangdi's demonic form exploded, his scattered demonic bones and splattering demonic blood turning to ash in mid-fall, obliterated by eternity.

After how many years, an indestructible Desolate Emperor was for the first time stripped of his physical form. Only a faint primordial spirit remained, shrouded in eternity, preventing him from reforming his demonic body.

For the first time, fear appeared in Tianmo Huangdi's eyes.

With his physical form destroyed, how could his mere primordial spirit fight Ye Chen?

"It's over."

Ye Chen's words were desolate, cold, and authoritative—like a judgment from the heavens themselves, not to be defied. Even if his opponent was a Desolate Emperor, he would suppress him all the same.

Buzz!

Accompanied by a hum, a illusory divine cauldron appeared in the world, with Tianmo Huangdi's primordial spirit trapped inside. The cauldron was both eternal and immortal, its interior blazing with eternal flames and interwoven with eternal thunder. Every bolt carried the power to destroy heavens and earth.

"Open! Open for me!"

Tianmo Huangdi howled shrilly, madly bombarding the divine cauldron.

But it was all in vain.

From the moment his physical form was destroyed and he was sealed in the cauldron, his fate was sealed. With no one to rescue him, he would be refined into ash, with no possibility of escape.

"Immortality: One Thought of Eternity."

Ye Chen spoke calmly, invoking the Desolate Emperor-level eternal forbidden technique. It froze the cauldron's inner realm and overturned its laws, turning a single instant into ten thousand years, forcefully extinguishing all within.

"No!"

Tianmo Huangdi's roar now carried a wail.

One glance equaled ten thousand years—leading to burial.

His primordial spirit crumbled inch by inch, transforming into primordial spirit energy that was refined by eternity into immortal nourishment. Even as a peak Desolate Emperor, he could not reverse it.

His foundations were utterly destroyed by Ye Chen in one strike.

This moment was worth commemorating. The Desolate Emperor of Tianmo Domain, the master of Tianmo Domain, had been forcibly slain by an entry-level Holy Body on his own turf, reduced to historical dust.

Or perhaps, returned to the Heavenly Dao.

His wails and roars were a reflection of the heavens themselves.

Puff!

Ye Chen vomited blood. Slaying Tianmo Huangdi came at a devastating cost—half his Holy Body had exploded, exposing blood and bones that even eternal blood succession could not restore. It was still tainted with Tianmo Huangdi's killing intent, intent on slaying him.

Yet, his achievements were heaven-defying.

Among the three Desolate Emperors under the Heavenly Dao, one had become a soul lost to eternity.

In the reverse battle against heaven, he had won the first step.

Boom!

Before he could heal, he stepped out of Tianmo Domain.

By the time he reappeared, he was in Shengmo Domain.

This was his second visit to Shengmo Domain.

The first was for his Great Accomplishment Tribulation.

This time, it was for his Desolate Emperor Tribulation.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Billions of thunderbolts poured down, enveloping the entire Shengmo Domain.

For the Shengmo, it was no different from apocalypse.

Ah!

Under the Desolate Emperor Tribulation, swaths of Shengmo were struck into tribulation ash.

A single heavenly tribulation had wiped out an entire domain of demons.

Ye Chen felt no pity, standing firm at the peak of the vast expanse.

He came here to heal.

With every Shengmo that perished, a wisp of origin returned to his body, becoming nourishment for his Holy Body and replenishing its origins. His once-shattered Holy Body was reconstructing inch by inch, and the invisible scales once again tipped toward the Holy Body.

"Damned!"

Shengmo Huangdi roared like thunder, furious to the point of madness. It wasn't because Ye Chen had slaughtered a domain, but because the balance between the Holy Body and Shengmo had been completely broken by Ye Chen.

The Desolate Emperor Tribulation finally ended.

Gazing down at Shengmo Domain, not a single Shengmo remained—only an empty shell of a domain.

Ye Chen glanced toward E Mo Domain but did not head there.

It seemed there was no time. His Eternal War Spear had reached its limit, and the Seven Sha calamity could no longer be stopped—nothing could block it now.

In another step, he arrived at the heavens.

The moment he landed, Desolate Emperor killing intent spread out like a halo. The people of the heavens felt it like a spring breeze, while the outer domain demons—whether Tianmo, Shengmo, or E Mo—turned to ash in an instant. Even Quasi-Desolate Emperors could not withstand that holy might. The desperate struggles of the masses were no match for his single step as a Desolate Emperor.

"Holy Body, so domineering!"

The shouts of the living beings were roars from the soul.

One step turned the tide.

This was the prestige of a Holy Body Desolate Emperor—who could contend with him, save the Heavenly Dao?

Boom!

Ye Chen's third step landed in the Primeval Wilderness.

He appeared at the Ancient Altar.

This was his first time coming here as a Desolate Emperor.

One Shengmo supreme being.

One Holy Body supreme being.

In this eternal instant, their distant gaze was worth recording in history.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Shengmo Huangdi bellowed, madly crashing against his seals.

"You and I will have our battle in the end."

Ye Chen said indifferently, stepping into the grand formation, stepping into the body of the First Generation Shengmo. Indeed, they would have their battle, but the world would not see it.

Ah!

The First Generation Shengmo howled in agony.

His demonic body was the battlefield between Shengmo and Holy Body—only one could emerge.

From his pained expression, it was clear he was at a disadvantage.

Indeed, his form was changing, tainted with a hint of eternal light. That eternal light spread like wildfire, inch by inch, turning his demonic body into a Holy Body inch by inch. It was Ye Chen assimilating him, merging the supreme being of the Shengmo lineage into himself, seeking its origins.

This unseen battle was brutal.

From the outside, it seemed to last only a few moments, but within the Shengmo body, it might have been centuries or millennia. Every time eternal light ignited on the Shengmo, Ye Chen paid a bloody price. Only when the First Generation Shengmo fully transformed into him would the merit be complete.

"I refuse to believe it!"

The Shengmo's roar carried a wail. Half of his Shengmo body had already turned into a Holy Body, and the change was still spreading. Even as a peak Desolate Emperor, even as one who shook the universe, even as a representative of the Heavenly Dao, he could not suppress the immortal eternity.

It was true.

Only by truly facing Ye Chen did one realize his terror—he stood shoulder to shoulder with the Heavenly Dao.

Victory!

Shen Zun smiled wearily, able to see that scene. The ferocious visage of the First Generation Shengmo had transformed into Ye Chen's face. The entry-level Holy Body had assimilated the peak Shengmo. In the great war between supreme beings, the Holy Body supreme had won.

From this point on, there were no more Shengmo in the world.

Another Desolate Emperor had become historical dust—or perhaps, returned to the Heavenly Dao.

Boom!

In that instant, the Eternal War Spear shattered.

In that instant, the Seven Sha descended. With Tianmo Huangdi gone, it was borne by E Mo Huangdi. The seven dark suns exploded together, turning into apocalyptic thunder.