Eternal Holy Emperor

Ye Chen slapped his hand down, and the ground shook while mountains quaked; the sky seemed to split and the earth to fracture, as over a dozen peaks were directly swept away, falling into the void.

Boom—

The void was torn apart, collapsing in a fearfully overwhelming manner.

This was merely a casual strike from the Combat Saint King, and yet it was immensely powerful.

However, what truly shocked everyone was that after the collapse of the void and the sudden burst of golden light, there stood a figure erect amidst the ruins, as immovable as a mountain or divine mountain. The Combat Saint King’s attack seemingly couldn’t make him budge an inch.

One could easily infer that this was an extraordinary powerhouse of a stature comparable to towering mountains.

He radiated a blazing white light all over his body, withstanding Ye Chen’s attack and stepped forth from the midst, revealing himself completely. He was a man with a stern expression, his long hair as deep blue as the sky, his eyebrows sharp as stars, and his brows like heavenly swords shooting into the sky, his aura surging and terrifying.

The fabric of the void itself could barely endure, fissuring into terrifying spatial cracks.

Ye Chen and he were tens of miles apart, gazing at each other from a distance. Their eyes in that instant solidified into substance and darted out, clanging in the void with sparks flying and further tearing apart the void, extremely horrifying.

For the first time, Ye Chen’s expression turned grave. Even when facing the assault of the Four Great Kings, or even after entering the Tiandu Continent, he had never shown such a cautious demeanor.

But now, facing this mysterious blue-haired man, he revealed a truly solemn expression.