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Ye Chen, single-handedly dominating five top prodigies, stunned all. His prowess rivaled the legendary Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo. Faces darkened. Even Yan Qingcheng, ready to aid him, was astonished—his combat power exceeded her expectations. Perhaps he didn’t need help to claim the longevity medicine.

Yet, top prodigies, with supreme heart and talent, weren’t deterred by his terror; it only fueled their killing intent. Such a Ye Chen had to die.

Ba Wang roared, purple blood surging, his body growing fiercer, straining to break Ye Chen’s domain.

Yao Yuekong bellowed, endless demonic mist pouring from his orifices, forming a colossal ancient demon king.

Alkaid, like a celestial star lord, unleashed boundless divine light, charging Ye Chen. The other two prodigies erupted with full strength. Though they hid trump cards and distrusted each other, Ye Chen was their sole immortal path obstacle. Their gaps were bridgeable; Ye Chen’s strength was unimaginable, outshining even history’s greatest prodigies. He had to die.

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Their surging auras awed onlookers. Ba Wang seemed ready to shatter the domain; Alkaid’s divine arts nearly suppressed Ye Chen; Yao Yuekong’s demon king fist shook the heavens.

Fully unleashed, the prodigies instilled fear, suggesting Ye Chen couldn’t remain as composed. The Star River King Body, blocked by Yan Qingcheng, glinted coldly.

Ye Chen had crippled their previous divine son, shaming the clan. As the replacement, he was mocked. Killing Ye Chen would erase that humiliation. Glancing at the Feathered Divine Body, who nodded subtly, endless feathered light enveloped Yan Qingcheng, countering her fist shadows.

Seizing the chance, the Star River King Body transformed into a massive star, speeding toward Ye Chen for a sneak attack. Ye Chen, suppressing five prodigies, must be strained—a perfect moment to wound or kill him, shifting the battle.

The crowd gasped. Yan Qingcheng frowned, a wisp of chaos qi forming to intercept, but it dissipated as she stared at Ye Chen, shocked. All eyes widened.

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Ye Chen’s already terrifying aura surged further, chaos power erupting. Ba Wang’s regenerating flesh was devoured by spatial chaos, reduced to bones. Against Yao Yuekong’s demon king, Ye Chen’s right fist smashed it apart, sending him flying.

Facing Alkaid and the others’ divine light, Ye Chen’s left finger flicked, shattering their full-force Divine Abilities, forcing them back. Turning, he looked puzzled at the Star River King Body’s starry assault. He held no grudge against the clan—killing their last divine son was done, no intent to repeat the Heavenly Emperor’s triple-slaying feat. But since they sought death, so be it.

His right eye flared with chaos qi, a destructive divine beam forming. In the Star River King Body’s disbelieving gaze, it shot out. Too fast to dodge, they collided, exploding in a cosmic blast that shook the Cave Heaven, rippling outward.

Silence fell. No one expected Ye Chen, overpowering five, to have more strength. Nor that a single divine beam could obliterate a near-top prodigy like an ant.

As the cosmic fireworks faded, the Star River King Body’s aura vanished—utterly extinguished. Onlookers gasped, hearts heavy. The Star River King Body was killed by Ye Chen again. Would the Heavenly Emperor heir truly mimic the Emperor, forcing the Star River clan to cycle through three divine sons?

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Yan Qingcheng halted, no longer blocking the Feathered Divine Body, and drifted back. Normally, her mysterious prowess—fighting two prodigies alone—would’ve drawn countless eyes.

Today, no one cared. All gazes fixed on Ye Chen in the sky. Ba Wang and the five top prodigies were stunned, realizing that wasn’t his limit. The Feathered Divine Body, now unhindered, hesitated but joined the fray. A peer this dominant was unbearable; inaction now would widen the gap forever. His addition eased the five’s pressure slightly, but despair gnawed at them—they couldn’t fathom how to kill Ye Chen.

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Ye Chen decided to end the battle. His myriad buffs made his own strength hard to gauge—a problem. He’d been using this fight to master and understand his power. Now, he had a grasp.

He didn’t plan to kill everyone. Unlike the Heavenly Emperor, who, friendless and scorned, fought for every opportunity, offending great powers until he stood against the world, Ye Chen had no need for such struggles.

Killing all prodigies was easy but would make him the cultivation world’s target, perhaps drawing a quasi-immortal assassin. He had trump cards, but why invite trouble?

Killing was fine, but not necessary. Ba Wang had to die—no debate. Yao Yuekong, a non-human, should also perish; Ye Chen was a staunch human supremacist. Alkaid needed to die too—his origin for Ye Chen’s fiancée. The rest could live.

Deciding to end it, Ye Chen unleashed his full power. At that moment, a graceful figure entered the Cave Heaven.