Chapter 187 - 171: Alliance of the Five Great Masters (1st Update)
Ye Chen was enraged, his expression dark and foreboding, yet at this moment there surged forth from him an unprecedented and terrible supreme aura that pierced through the heavens.
With a thunderous boom, endless golden Blood Essence exploded violently, engulfing the broken ruins of the Ancient Hall, a vast expanse of shimmering gold. It stirred heaven and earth, setting off waves of golden Blood Essence that seemed to topple the Ninth Layer Heaven itself.
Ye Chen’s body glowed as if it were a furnace, bathed in the mighty golden radiance, like an invincible War God descending to the mortal realm, startling the world.
The terrifyingly peerless aura weighed on the hearts of all the Trialists like a massive mountain, oppressively heavy to the point of nearly suffocating, utterly shocking and too fearsome to behold.
The six young Martial Gods’ complexions changed in an instant; this powerful aura, even they felt the weight on their breath, a pressure upon them, aghast beyond words—how could Ye Chen be so powerful?
The Silver Horned Tiger roared, its horns unleashing blinding beams of light aimed at Ye Chen. However, the latter’s fingers flowed with abundant Light Radiance, his flesh displaying a glaze-like golden hue, hard as a diamond. Without resorting to Principle Divine Powers, he simply raised his hand and deflected the silver beam, effortlessly and directly, demonstrating his unparalleled Divine Might and stunning everyone present. So mighty.
Previously, when Yang Shaoqi had used the Heavenly Snow Pure River technique, even with his Divine Hammer, he was still blown away, but now it seemed so fragile by comparison.
All this only served to prove Ye Chen’s true overwhelming strength.
Then Ye Chen took the offense, like a Great Demon making its entrance, his golden Blood Essence Power bursting forth, shaking heaven and earth.
He soared into the air, confronting the Silver Horned White Tiger head-on, his battle power defying the heavens and earth, landing a punch that completely sent the White Tiger flying, smashing into a distant mountain, the dust rising to the sky with a rolling thunderous sound.
The Divine Fist continued unabated, colliding head-on with the Divine Hammer propelled by Yang Shaoqi from behind. A dazzling burst of golden light exploded forth, the luminance from the hammer scattered, and then, Ye Chen’s golden palm opened, grasping firmly and extinguishing the revival of its Divine Power, it lay peacefully in his hand, calm.