Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

The sheer immensity of the Spiritual Qi radiating from Ye Chen, a power almost beyond description, made the hearts of the two remaining men sink.

’He’s only in the Divinity Transformation Realm, yet his foundation and depth are this astonishing.’

’If he breaks through to the next realm, how could anyone possibly stop him?’

Tan Jingyu and Revered Master Zixu exchanged a glance. They had no time for grief. The priority was to use what little strength they had left to make one more attempt at suppressing Ye Chen.

But would Ye Chen ever give them such an opportunity?

He threw a punch, his arm infused with the full power of a True Dragon, shattering the Power of Void before Tan Jingyu. The Sacred Fire of Creation morphed into a sharp spike and blasted toward him.

At the same time, Ye Chen, wielding the Cangming Sword, unleashed dozens of slashes in quick succession.

Each stream of Sword Qi was potent enough to effortlessly pierce a Divine Might Realm expert. The dozens of streams overlapped, forming a surging, layered, and seemingly endless tide of Sword Qi.

Revered Master Zixu’s expression shifted. He held the Seven Kills Cold-Gold Spear horizontally before him and swung it with immense force.

Silver divine flames erupted from the spear’s tip, rapidly coalescing into a silver sun. The sun hung in the air, yet it radiated no heat; its vast power was contained within as it met the tide of Sword Qi head-on.

BOOM!

However, Ye Chen also possessed a Void Level Spiritual Treasure. After neutralizing the spatial power, he shattered the silver sun with a single strike of his sword.

The next moment, an astonishing flash of sword light, seeming to pierce the very void, streaked past everyone’s eyes.

Revered Master Zixu stared blankly at the sword gash on his chest.

The gash stretched from his neck all the way down to his abdomen.

’It can’t be...’

Tan Jingyu watched in disbelief. As if realizing something, an uneasy premonition swept through him.

The gash suddenly burst open. Blood streamed from Revered Master Zixu’s chest, leaving a mangled ruin of flesh. Rampant Sword Qi coiled around his body, all but destroying his cultivation base.

”AAAAAH—”

Revered Master Zixu roared in agony. His Spiritual Power erupted from his body, but he was utterly unable to suppress the Sword Qi.

In the end, his body shattered. Yet, by relying on the power of the Seven Kills Cold-Gold Spear, he managed to neutralize the Sword Qi, leaving him with only the upper half of his torso.

Even so, he was a miserable sight. His internal organs had been shredded, and blood gushed from the wound where his body had been severed. It was a sight no one could bear to look at directly.

At the same time, the Xuanwu Tribe’s entire Guardian Array finally shattered completely from the collision. Just a sliver of the terrifying aftershock was enough to blast countless halls within the tribe to pieces.

In an instant, buildings collapsed and Forbidden Arrays throughout the area shattered. A bloodbath ensued within the Xuanwu Tribe. Many cultivators who failed to escape in time died horrible deaths on the spot.

Tan Jingyu’s expression was complicated. His life’s work, built over many years, had been destroyed in a single day. He was filled with bitterness, but he was powerless to change his fate.

”All opportunities are fated.”

”I never imagined my lifelong pursuit would turn out to be nothing more than fetching water in a bamboo basket.”

Tan Jingyu let out a heavy sigh. He knew all too well that his fate was sealed. Ye Chen’s strength had long since surpassed theirs; they had no chance of turning the tables.

What made the turn of events feel so cruel was the irony: the Sacred Fire of Creation he had desperately sought was something Ye Chen had possessed all along.

The man had effortlessly obtained something he had only ever dreamed of possessing.

In fact, he understood perfectly well that even if they had possessed the power to suppress Ye Chen today, they would have been doomed to fail.

After all, as the wielder of the Sacred Fire of Creation, Ye Chen was already immortal and indestructible.

The idea of suppressing Ye Chen and seizing the Sacred Fire of Creation from him was nothing but a pipe dream.

”Have you given up?”

The agonized screams of cultivators echoed from within the Xuanwu Tribe, all of them caught in the battle’s aftershocks.

But Ye Chen ignored it all, his deep eyes fixed coolly on Tan Jingyu.

It was no surprise he asked. Tan Jingyu’s face was pale and his eyes were filled with despair; he looked for all the world like a man who had completely given up.

”Given up...?”

”I suppose so.”

Tan Jingyu let out a bitter laugh, feeling his life’s pursuit had been nothing but a joke.

Revered Master Zixu’s severed torso floated unsteadily beside Tan Jingyu. His face was smeared with blood, and his aura was impossibly weak.

His gaze toward Ye Chen was filled with profound hatred.

He had remained hidden from the world for countless years, only to meet such a formidable enemy in the Black Triangle today—one who had shattered his very body.

The bitterness in his heart was even more intense than Tan Jingyu’s!

”So be it. Since things have come to this, I say we just take him down with us,” Revered Master Zixu said, his voice weak.

”My thoughts exactly,” Tan Jingyu nodded.

”Hm?”

Hearing this, Ye Chen frowned.

’Take me down with them?’

’What do they mean by that?’

’Given their condition—grievously injured and with their will to fight completely gone—how could they possibly talk about taking me down with them?’

”Ye Chen, you may not know what the emergence of the Three Treasures of Profound Mirror signifies,” Tan Jingyu said slowly, looking at Ye Chen with a complicated expression.

When Ye Chen remained silent, he continued, ”The Three Treasures of Profound Mirror were the cornerstones of the Forbidden Array we used to seal our master.”

”Now, these three Spiritual Treasures have emerged in the Black Triangle at nearly the same time. This can only mean one thing: the Forbidden Array has been damaged, and its cornerstones have broken loose, allowing them to reappear in the world.”

Revered Master Zixu, floating beside him, sneered. ”If I hadn’t sensed the emergence of the Three Treasures of Profound Mirror, I would never have returned to the Black Triangle. I certainly didn’t expect to get involved in a battle like this.”

”Perhaps this is the will of the heavens. Our master could not be sealed forever. It is time for him to return to the world.”

Their words stunned Ye Chen.

After a moment, the meaning sank in. A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. ”So, you two are the disciples of the Profound Mirror Celestial Master?”

”All three of us were,” Tan Jingyu corrected. ”Sealing our master took an immense effort. Even after borrowing the Three Treasures of Profound Mirror and launching a sneak attack, we still paid a terrible price, suffering grievous wounds from his counterattack.”

”But we had the element of surprise, so the sealing ultimately succeeded.”

”In truth, with our master’s power, it was only ever a matter of time before he broke the seal.”

”I had intended to use the power of the Sacred Fire of Creation to break through to the Void Realm. That way, I could have reinforced the seal. But sadly, I no longer have that chance.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen’s brow furrowed deeply.