Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

A terrifying power surged outside Flame City. For a moment, it was as if the sky and earth themselves were in upheaval. Earth-shattering explosions terrified the demonic beasts lurking nearby, sending them fleeing in a panic.

Yet within the might of that powerful Array, Ye Chen stood his ground, as calm as ever. He gazed placidly at the scene before him, his expression completely unruffled.

"What now?"

"At this point, do you still think you can turn the tables?"

Fa Zhao laughed, a cold and ghastly smile on his face.

Unlike other Monks, he was boorish and impetuous. He pointed at Ye Chen and roared with laughter. "This golden silk is tougher than even blackgold. Not even a typical Divinity Transformation Realm Cultivator could break free."

"And the Seal of Buddha's Wrath has the ability to suppress Spiritual Power. Under its influence, any expert below the Divine Might Realm will have their cultivation weakened by at least thirty percent."

"As for this killing Array, it's enough to crush any early to mid-stage Divinity Transformation Realm Cultivator to dust! Even if your combat power is comparable to the late-stage Divinity Transformation Realm, you have no hope of handling this killing Array under the dual suppression of the golden silk and the Seal of Buddha's Wrath."

"Brat, I just want to ask you one thing: do you still think victory is in your grasp?"

By the end of his speech, Monk Fa Zhao could no longer restrain himself and burst into loud laughter.

His laughter was filled with derision for Ye Chen.

At his side, Fa Ming also laughed, as did Cheng Ji not far away.

Seeing Ye Chen thoroughly suppressed, Cheng Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief, his anxious heart settling.

"Originally, these contingencies were meant for your helpers."

"We heard you had very powerful allies, but we never expected you to be so strong yourself, hiding your abilities so deeply that you dared to come to this meeting alone."

"Honestly, if you had brought your helpers with you, we old-timers might have been powerless against you today, forced to simply watch as you left."

Cheng Ji sighed with a hint of melancholy. "I suppose fate works in mysterious ways. It's a pity you're doomed to die today. Despite the many unexpected turns, that outcome will not change."

Xu Ao and the others also began to laugh.

"It's all thanks to the intervention of the lord Saint Monks. This brat won't be able to escape, even if he grew wings."

Xu Ao said with a broad smile.

He himself was a Seventh-Layer Divinity Transformation Realm Cultivator, but even so, he could feel a fatal threat from the Array before him.

One could only imagine the immense pressure Ye Chen faced under all these layers of suppression.

With the three Saint Monks working together in a well-laid trap, no matter how heaven-defying Ye Chen's combat power was, turning the tables was surely impossible.

Watching the roaring crowd around him, a hint of a smile actually appeared on Ye Chen's indifferent face.

That smile was jarringly out of place, a stark contrast to the laughing faces surrounding him.

Seeing the smile on Ye Chen's face, Xu Ao was stunned for a moment. He couldn't quite believe that Ye Chen could still manage to smile in a situation like this.

He couldn't help but frown and ask, "What are you laughing at now?"

"I'm laughing at how foolish you all are, to think you could suppress me with a few insignificant external objects."

Ye Chen shook his head and said casually.

"Under my control, even a Ninth-Layer Divinity Transformation Realm Cultivator would perish within this Array! Only someone a half-step into the Divine Might Realm could struggle a little!"

"Do you really think you have any hope of escaping?"

Fa Zhao shouted. With a wave of his palms, he poured another massive surge of Spiritual Power into the killing Array, causing the pressure it exerted on Ye Chen to become even thicker and more solid.

Any other Divinity Transformation Realm Cultivator would have perished long ago.

But Ye Chen remained calm and composed under the Array. He allowed its power to press down on him like a towering mountain, yet his body didn't move an inch, and his expression showed no change whatsoever.

At this moment, the Cultivators from the Xu family and the Saint Temple finally noticed that something was wrong.

"There's something off about this brat!"

"Could it be that he has some life-saving treasure on him?"

Fa Zhao frowned and spoke in a low voice.

He didn't consider the possibility that it was due to Ye Chen's own strength.

After all, no matter how heaven-defying Ye Chen was, he was ultimately just a Cultivator at the Peak of the Primordial Mansion Realm.

'No matter how strong his combat power is, could he be stronger than a Cultivator at the Peak of the Divinity Transformation Realm?'

'That's absolutely impossible.'

'The only possibility is that Ye Chen has some peculiar magic treasure or spiritual weapon that can withstand the Array's intense pressure.'

"That's plausible."

"For him to reach such a level at his young age, he must have been blessed with great fortune and stumbled upon many heaven-shaking opportunities."

After a brief thought, Fa Ming found Fa Zhao's words to be quite reasonable and replied in agreement.

"You of the Xu family, make a move and probe the brat."

Just then, Cheng Ji suddenly spoke.

His injuries had already recovered a fair bit. After sizing up Ye Chen for a moment, he suddenly issued a command to Xu Ao and his men.

"Wh-what?!"

"You want us to go probe that guy?!"

Xu Ao was completely dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

Ye Chen's strength was terrifying; he had severely injured a powerful Saint Monk like Cheng Ji with a single casual strike.

Xu Ao knew his own strength was far inferior to Cheng Ji's. Asking him to probe Ye Chen—wasn't that just asking to be killed?

"This… isn't a good idea, is it?"

Xu Ao hesitated. Although he didn't dare to offend the Saint Monks before him, he wouldn't just go and get himself killed for nothing!

"Fool! What are you afraid of? I'm not asking you to fight him!"

Cheng Ji frowned, clearly displeased. "The brat is completely bound by us right now. How could he possibly hurt you?"

"Besides, don't you have any magic treasures you can use? Just attack him with your treasures and spiritual weapons!"

Hearing this, Xu Ao knew he couldn't refuse any longer. He gritted his teeth and said to the Xu family expert beside him, "Xu Sanshui, use the Protective Secret Talisman I gave you and attack that brat!"

"The Protective Secret Talisman?"

Xu Sanshui was taken aback. "Third Elder," he couldn't help but say, "those Protective Secret Talismans are extremely rare! Each one possesses immense destructive power, comparable to a strike from a Ninth-Layer Divinity Transformation Realm Cultivator!"

"To waste it like this… isn't that a bit of a shame?"

Hearing this, Xu Ao immediately berated him, "Enough with the nonsense! Just use it when I tell you to!"

He knew, of course, that those Protective Secret Talismans were powerful tools for self-defense, capable of inflicting heavy damage on an unsuspecting enemy.

'I don't want to waste it either, but what can I do? The situation is forcing my hand! After all, we can't just stand by and watch the experts from the Saint Temple do all the work while our Xu family contributes nothing, can we?'

'That would be completely unjustifiable!'

Therefore, faced with Cheng Ji's command, Xu Ao simply couldn't refuse.