Eternal Holy Emperor

The Emperor’s Dark Prison was slightly shocked, then coldly struck: "Combat Saint King, a mere Fourth Layer Heaven you are not my opponent now."

"Is that so?"

The response was only from Ye Chen’s calm words, yet a terrifying aura erupted from his dignified Holy Body that shook ancient and modern times, sweeping across the entire Mist Secret Realm, causing even the burning black Dao Fire on the Emperor’s Dark Prison to extinguish, as he looked at Ye Chen in shock, muttering: "Late-stage Fifth Heavenly Realm!?"

"Congratulations, you guessed right, but unfortunately no prize."

A cold arc appeared at the corner of Ye Chen’s mouth as he strode forward, with each step intensifying the qi mechanism emanating from his body, reaching its peak at the last moment, achieving the peak of the Fifth Layer Heaven level, the terrifying qi mechanism was even stronger than ordinary Eight-layered Heaven Great Powers.

"To deal with you, I didn’t hesitate to consume a Seventh-Order High-Level Pill and an Eighth-Order Basic-level Pill to recover, luckily I broke through, you should be grateful."

Boom—

Black Flame on Emperor’s Dark Prison reignited more intensely, and Essence Blood instantly burned to the extreme, shortening its remaining time, also ascending to the peak of the Fifth Layer Heaven with a roar, a terrifying power emerged, behind him stood an awe-inspiring Emperor’s Shadow towering between heaven and earth, proudly overlooking the cosmos.

Then the dark Emperor’s Shadow collapsed, transforming into unparalleled power converging on the Dark Prison’s fist, the burning black flame became deeper and purer, bringing forth a terror that could annihilate all things, even posing a deadly threat to the Emperor’s son.

"Combat Saint King, the final strike!"

Consuming all Essence Blood strength, the Emperor’s Dark Prison aimed to defeat the old enemy on the same level—Combat Saint King!

Ye Chen moved too, executing the Chaos Three Styles of Ten Thousand Realms!

Boom—

The two passed by each other, Ye Chen’s fist remained immortal and radiant.

A terrifying blood hole appeared on the chest of Emperor’s Dark Prison, with countless cracks spreading like a spider web across his body.

Then, black flames flickered out on his body, and his Divine Body disintegrated inch by inch, turning to gaze at Ye Chen, his eyes filled with loneliness and helplessness.

"I said, you’d still lose!"

Ye Chen said slowly, watching Emperor’s Dark Prison’s Divine Body rapidly disintegrate, and then left without turning back, traversing Changkong to reach another battlefield.

"Combat Saint King!"

The other three Emperor’s Light and Shadow watched Ye Chen with complex expressions, aware their remaining time was short, also seeing Ye Chen killing the Emperor’s Dark Prison at his strongest Essence Blood burning state, they knew they couldn’t be his match.

What they could do now was to try to delay time, allowing their offspring or direct disciples to escape, satisfied with that.

"All of you, stay behind."

Ye Chen looked at the seven supreme pinnacle figures about to leave the Mist Secret Realm, suddenly seven figures appeared on his body, and then dashed forward at an almost imperceptible speed.

"Combat Saint King!"

The three Emperor’s Light and Shadow naturally noticed, their expressions changed, all wanting to rush over, but were intercepted by the three Supreme Heavenly Pride, unable to leave.

Even though they were fearless, requiring time to leave.

And within that time, enough for Combat Saint King to accomplish everything he wanted.

"What is this?"

In front of the seven supreme pinnacle figures, an identical figure appeared before each of them at this moment, that figure was undoubtedly the Combat Saint King.

"Seven avatars? Absolutely not as terrifying as the true body, perhaps just a transformation of Divine Power, we strike and then escape!"

Though astonished, the seven quickly reacted, even if Combat Saint King was extraordinary, he couldn’t split into seven, the seven avatars couldn’t match the terror of Chaos Supreme Body, likely not as strong as the Essence Blood Dao Body of the four Emperor’s Light and Shadow, probably only for intimidation.

They immediately struck, attacking the seven Ye Chen avatars.

"You guessed wrong, although not akin to Chaos Supreme Body, enough to deal with you!"

All seven avatars moved, unleashing astonishing power, charging straight ahead.

Boom boom boom—

In the distance, the seven supreme pinnacle figures were instantly swept away, almost torn apart, covered in blood, Divine Soul dimmed and powerless.

Then the seven were captured back, sealed of all Divine power, covered in blood, miserably in front of Ye Chen, like stray dogs.

"Strong, incredibly defying the heavens!"

Watching distantly, other trial talents were trembling, though knowing Combat Saint King would surely suppress the seven supreme pinnacle figures, couldn’t imagine merely seven avatars sweeping so easily.

They were offspring or direct disciples of Emperor’s sons or daughters, even if not the strongest young supreme, definitely not weak, yet shown so powerless before Combat Saint King, truly shocking.

The three Emperor’s Light and Shadow watching the seven were shaken, wanting to rush over but blocked again by the three Supreme Heavenly Pride, then gazing at Ye Chen, said: "Combat Saint King, they’re our offspring or direct disciples, just juniors, please show magnanimity, don’t kill them."

Although they were formidable, matched with same-level invincibility, circumstances forced, aware Combat Saint King was always domineering and bold, slightly appealing, unwilling to provoke, lest he might truly rage and kill the seven.

Seeing the three Emperor’s Light and Shadow somewhat yielding, the seven supreme pinnacle’s faces were embarrassed, feeling humiliated.

They understood well their father or teacher was mighty, fearing no one, but to protect them safely now, had to retreat, never seen them do so, caused by themselves, ashamed before them.

"Father!"

The Supreme Three Heroes spoke towards the Emperor’s Light and Shadow surrounded by Red Gold Light, their father usually domineering, but now in tears, unwilling to see their parent yield, urgently said: "Father, don’t be so, we three brothers die and die, with father alive, surely can kill this Combat Saint King, avenging us."

"Silence!"

The Emperor’s Light and Shadow shouted, halting the three, then looking at Ye Chen, always cold and proud, now showing slight stiffness and warmth, clasped fists: "Combat Saint King, my three sons were disrespectful to you, as juniors, please forgive."

Other supreme pinnacle figures were also scolded by other Emperor’s Light and Shadow, but all looked at Ye Chen with a hint of plea, for their offspring or direct disciples.