Chapter 879: Ye Chen, Ye Xingchen

"Boss!"

Upon seeing his true form, the Xingchen Dao body was overjoyed.

"Boss?"

Although the Xingchen Dao body's voice was soft, it was still heard by everyone around. Instantly, Ye Chen, with his face masked, became the center of attention. If even Ye Chen called him boss, what kind of extraordinary figure must he be?

Not just them, even Huo Zun across the way narrowed his eyes into slits, staring intently at Ye Chen.

"Stand down!"

Ye Chen spoke calmly, stepping forward slightly to face Huo Zun directly.

"Got it!"

The Dao body immediately retreated, slipping back into the crowd.

At once, the people around collectively stepped back, perhaps unable to withstand the murderous aura emanating from him, or perhaps wary, afraid he might do something reckless.

"What are you all looking at me like that for?" The Xingchen Dao body glanced around, noticing everyone staring at him as if he were a ghost.

"Make way, make way!" Shouts rang out as Wei Wenzhuo and the others pushed through, surrounding the Xingchen Dao body on the spot. They all looked him up and down with strange expressions.

"You're something else, man." Chen Rongyun clicked his tongue in admiration.

"No matter what you pull, you just won't die—I'm relieved to see that!" Wei Wenzhuo stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"Damn!"

No sooner had he spoken than a fierce, booming wolf howl erupted from Li Zhang at his side.

"Damn!"

Li Zhang's howl was like a thunderclap, stirring the heavens and earth, prompting the onlookers all around to collectively curse out loud.

"What the hell?" Chen Rongyun and Wei Wenzhuo were stunned, staring in bewilderment at Li Zhang and the surrounding spectators. When their gazes swept over to Ye Chen in the distance, they too couldn't help but let out a fierce howl: "Damn."

The massive reaction from everyone was no surprise, for Ye Chen had removed his Gui Ming mask, revealing a face identical to Ye Xingchen's.

"The clever me had foresight." The Xingchen Dao body spoke meaningfully, even covering his ears with both hands.

"How... how can they look exactly the same?" The people present gaped, glancing at Ye Chen, then at the Xingchen Dao body, and back again.

"Keep it low-key, low-key." The Xingchen Dao body straightened his clothes self-consciously.

"Two Ye Chens?" Everyone scratched their heads, their expressions a mix of confusion and amazement.

"Don't mess around—one's Ye Chen, the other's Ye Xingchen."

"But why do they look identical?"

"Who exactly are you?" The strange atmosphere was finally broken by Huo Zun's thunderous roar.

"My name is Ye Chen." The response came in a calm tone.

"No matter who you are, I'll cut you down today!" Huo Zun's eyes turned blood-red, his roar like thunder. He shattered the void with a step and thrust out a massive palm seal, utterly dominating and capable of destroying everything.

"You're not up to it." Ye Chen's words were flat, but he advanced instead of retreating, stepping on and shattering a mountain with one foot. He unleashed the Bahuang Fist with overwhelming force, smashing the incoming seal to pieces and sending Huo Zun staggering back.

"How can he be this strong?" The onlookers were horrified. When they turned to look at the Xingchen Dao body, they were shocked to find his aura had plummeted dramatically.

"Kill!"

Huo Zun roared to the heavens, his hair wild and disheveled, his face twisted in ferocity. Rolling Taiyin energy swept across the sky and ground, with the Taiyue Divine Sea blotting out the sun as it pressed down on Ye Chen.

In turn, the space around Ye Chen transformed into utter chaos, also blotting out the sun and darkening the heavens.

Then, within the chaos, lightning flashed and thunder roared. Bolts of thunder snaked through like serpents, and a aura of utter destruction enveloped everything. The chaos split open, with the pure rising to the sky and the turbid sinking to the earth.

Yet, even after the chaos formed heaven and earth, it continued to evolve. The world grew bright, alternating between day and night. The scorching sun hung high, radiating billions of rays, while the yin moon loomed in the sky, gleaming with silver light.

Within it, majestic mountains rose from the ground, towering and grand; vast oceans surged and rolled, broad and immense; great rivers spanned the land, nourishing life. All manner of beings flourished, adding vibrant colors to this newly formed world, brimming with vitality, like a true realm.

"What... what is that?"

The onlookers erupted in shock. They had seen many outer path manifestations before, but nothing as vast as Ye Chen's.

"Using chaos to form heaven and earth—he cultivates the Chaos Dao." An elder cultivator murmured, his old eyes filled with astonishment.

"Boom!"

Amid the exclamations, Huo Zun's Taiyue Divine Sea collided with Ye Chen's chaotic world, unleashing world-shaking divine power.

On the spot, the Taiyue Divine Sea was suppressed, and Huo Zun was forced back.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

Huo Zun howled in rage. He believed his Dao was unbeatable, yet he was being overpowered by Ye Chen, something he couldn't accept.

"Nothing's impossible!"

Ye Chen charged like a primordial ancestral dragon, his left hand wielding Qiankun and his right hand Yin and Yang. Qiankun united, Yin and Yang complemented, delivering a peak strike.

"Ah...!"

Huo Zun roared, also unleashing world-shattering divine abilities, his attack piercing through heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

Another earth-shattering collision occurred, the scene immensely grand. The stretching mountain ranges were instantly leveled, and the heavens lost their color.

"Kill!"

Huo Zun lunged forward with a force that could swallow mountains and rivers, his Taiyin divine repository trembling as his bloodline power surged like raging rivers, his vital energy soaring.

Ye Chen said nothing, responding with the most dominant stance. His golden vital energy erupted like flames, his golden sacred body glowing divinely, like a dazzling star, radiant and eye-catching, like a war god of ages, dominating the eight directions.

"This... this is too strong!"

Only after retreating thousands of feet did someone pale and gaze into the distance.

That patch of sky had become a chaotic zone, with divine light shooting everywhere, lightning flashing and thunder roaring, as if someone were undergoing a tribulation. Qi and clouds intertwined, thunder and lightning danced together, obscuring their view. All they could see were two vague figures locked in battle.

Many had activated their Tongtian Eyes, trying to pierce the mists and see the fight clearly, but their eyes stung painfully.

"Hey, bro! Who exactly are you two—Ye Chen?" Chen Rongyun hid behind the Xingchen Dao body, his heart pounding.

"I'm Ye Xingchen." The Xingchen Dao body scratched his ear.

"You two wouldn't happen to be twin brothers, would you?" Wei Wenzhuo looked at the Xingchen Dao body with a strange expression.

"Or how else would you say you're so likable?" The Xingchen Dao body gazed at Wei Wenzhuo with a meaningful look.

"Boom!"

As they chatted, thunder boomed from afar.

The entire Taiyue Divine Sea cracked open, and a bloodied, mangled figure plummeted out, crashing into the void and causing it to collapse repeatedly.

"It's Huo Zun!"

The spectators instantly recognized him and turned their gazes to the other side.

There was a sea of chaos, with Ye Chen standing upon it, striding step by step toward Huo Zun with an aura of overlooking the world.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

Huo Zun's face was twisted and hideous. He burned his Taiyin essence, gaining even greater power in exchange.

"Then I'll beat you until you do!"

Ye Chen snorted coldly, teleporting in a single step to stand before Huo Zun. He clenched his golden fist, golden seal scripts flowing over his knuckles, and delivered a supremely dominant punch that exploded half of Huo Zun's body, a gruesome sight.

Huo Zun retreated, his bones cracking and flesh writhing. Crystalline divine light enveloped him, regenerating his shattered body. His pores opened wide, drawing in Taiyin energy and unleashing his divine repository's potential.

"Ah...!"

Huo Zun roared, his voice like ten thousand thunderclaps. Behind him, the void trembled, and four colossal beings appeared: Qinglong, Baihu, Zhuque, and Xuanwu, occupying the four directions of the sky and hailing him as their king.

"Borrowing power for nirvana?"

Ye Chen's eyes burned with intense light. He hadn't expected Huo Zun to turn misfortune into fortune and take a significant step forward.

"Wind God Art!"

Ye Chen moved like lightning, his killing sword fierce, piercing straight through the void.

Huo Zun snorted coldly. A vertical eye opened on his forehead, sweeping out brilliant divine radiance that converged into a divine mirror.

"Crack!"

Ye Chen's sword pierced the mirror, but its power was completely neutralized.

"Die!"

Huo Zun pointed a finger, sending out a wisp of divine light straight for Ye Chen's forehead.

Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged as he used Taixu Shifting to evade the vital point. The divine light was extremely domineering, piercing through his shoulder bone.

With one strike landing, Huo Zun charged with his sword, slashing toward Ye Chen's head.

"Divine Scar!"

Ye Chen lightly shouted, and a soul golden sword shot from his forehead.

Huo Zun's expression shifted, and he abruptly retreated. The vertical eye on his forehead turned into a vortex, actually swallowing the soul golden sword.

Ye Chen pursued, his eyes blazing. He shot out two bolts of thunder.

"Break!"

Huo Zun shouted coldly—it was a sound wave secret technique that shattered the thunder. He slashed with his sword, nearly splitting Ye Chen in two.

"Here's a punch back!"

Ye Chen wouldn't take it lying down. He swung his palm like a blade, slicing open Huo Zun's chest and ripping out two sections of bloodied bones, crushing them instantly.

In just a few instants of combat, the two had their wins and losses, though the exchanges were brief, each move deadly. The spectators watched with hearts pounding in fear.

"Suppress him for me!"

Huo Zun stood in the void, waving his hand fiercely, summoning a galaxy from the nine heavens, carrying ninety-nine stone steles.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The ninety-nine divine steles arranged themselves in the sky, encircling Ye Chen. Each stele was inscribed with symbols, and Taiyin energy poured down from above, every wisp as heavy as a mountain.

Seeing this, Ye Chen furrowed his brow and summoned the Chaos Divine Cauldron.

Fierce as he was, he gripped the cauldron's foot and charged left and right, dodging the steles' divine light sweeps. Treating the massive cauldron like a weapon, he smashed down from the sky, shattering one stele.

"This... is this even possible?"

The spectators stared in wide-eyed disbelief.

In the void above, Ye Chen with the cauldron in hand was invincible, and wherever he went, a stele was smashed.

With the stele formation's kill array opening a gap, the blood-covered Ye Chen burst out like a flood dragon. In one step, he closed in within ten feet of Huo Zun, swinging the cauldron and sending him flying.

"Pfft!"

Huo Zun spat blood, soaring over a hundred feet before crashing down and staggering back dozens more steps to stop, his bones completely shattered.

"Kill!"

Huo Zun thundered in fury, instantly charging forward.

"Boom! Bang! Boom!"

The battle resumed, shaking the heavens and splitting the earth, the scene even more massive than the earlier fight between the Dao body and Huo Zun.

Witnessing this, the surrounding crowd paled and scattered, retreating further. A battle of this level meant that one more step forward was like stepping into an abyss.

Both bore immortal bloodline inheritances, but neither was complete—Ye Chen wasn't a full Huanggu Sacred Body, and Huo Zun wasn't a pure Taiyin Body. Their bloodlines were evenly matched, their cultivations on par, one like a world-conquering god king, the other like a war god of ages, vying for supremacy in the void.

This sight left the spectators silent.

The young cultivators' expressions turned ashen; sharing the same era as these two, they were destined to be mere foils.

The elder cultivators shook their heads inwardly. Even tracing back a few hundred years, with their current strength, they would still be crushed by these two.