Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 153 - 138: Ye Chen Arrives (Third Update)

Chapter 153: Chapter 138: Ye Chen Arrives (Third Update)

In Desolate Beast Valley, the battle situation was extremely intense!

Under the current circumstances, the trialists from Xiafeng Country were completely at a disadvantage.

Eighth Prince Yang Jun, who led numerous trialists, initially had less than half of them engaging, but as the battle progressed, more and more began to join the fight.

Vivian and the others, who were already tired and struggling, were now fully on the losing side, not only was their True Yuan seriously depleted but injuries started to appear as well.

Whistling sounds filled the air—

During the battle, suddenly numerous arrows streaked through the sky at great speed, targeting several people from Xiafeng Country.

This was a trialist under the command of the Eighth Prince who especially excelled at archery; this sudden attack caught everyone off guard.

As the arrows flew past, blood splattered; Li Hu, who was the biggest among them, became the main target, hit in the left arm by one arrow, and Xia Mang was hit by two arrows, one in his left shoulder and the other in his right leg, leaving a pool of blood.

Hua Shaoyang was also hit by an arrow, which merely grazed his right arm, drawing a string of blood beads but leaving him unharmed.

Although arrows were also aimed at Vivian and Princess Hongs Rong, both women swiftly dodged them. However, while dodging, they were hit by other people’s True Essence Power, causing their delicate bodies to tremble violently as their Blood Qi surged, making their True Essence Power seem unstable.

Before they could catch their breath, a barrage of attacks from many trialists came crashing down on them like a deluge, forcing the two women to retreat several steps, their faces pale and bloodless, with a faint trace of fresh blood at the corners of their lips.

Thirteenth Prince, who was in the midst of battle, saw this scene and let out a long howl that shook the valley. His Mountain and Water Fan flew out, circling in the air. A massive eruption of True Yuan Power exploded, blocking most of the attacks.

However, this move also gave Eighth Prince Yang Jun an opportunity, who found a flaw and thrust his sword through Thirteenth Prince’s left shoulder, piercing through and splashing a string of blood beads, causing a severe wound.

"Thirteenth Prince!"

Everyone exclaimed, but Thirteenth Prince’s expression remained unchanged, his aura suddenly surged tremendously, Gang Wind swirled, and his black hair lifted without wind—amazingly, he had broken through at this moment, his aura becoming more than twice as strong.

Yang Jun was shocked, "You actually broke through."

"Indeed, but it’s bad news for you," Thirteenth Prince endured the pain in his left shoulder, closed in on him, and with a flip of his right hand, a Big Stone Breaking Hand strike landed squarely on the chest of the Eighth Prince, knocking him back with a loud boom, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, Thirteenth Prince furrowed his brows because he felt that the Eighth Prince, Yang Jun, was wearing a piece of armor. Most of the force from his Big Stone Breaking Hand was absorbed, with less than half affecting Yang Jun.

Just as the Eighth Prince was about to hit the ground, other trialists under his command intervened and caught him, covered in blood he stood up and looked at Thirteenth Prince with a cold gleam in his eyes.

Enduring the intense pain, Thirteenth Prince slowly withdrew the sword from his left shoulder, blood instantly stained a large part of his clothes, but he didn’t care. A rolling surge of True Essence Power forced the Sword Qi and toxins out of the wound, then holding a sword in his left hand, he pointed it at the Eighth Prince, his Sword Radiance flickering uncertainly.

Although injured, he had broken through to the Innate Sixth Realm, his aura more prolonged and his internal True Essence Power roaring and filling his limbs and bones, giving rise to a powerful feeling.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the Eighth Prince’s expression was cold, "Impressive, Xia Teng, I didn’t expect you to be able to breakthrough amidst the battle, indeed beyond my expectations. However, don’t think for a moment that you can escape from my grasp just because you’ve broken through. Men, attack together, kill Xia Teng."

"Yes!"

Shadows quickly emerged, totaling eight or nine figures, all wielding weapons attacking Xia Teng at that moment.

Xia Teng let out a light shout, his sword cleaved a gigantic Sword Qi that was thirty feet long, splitting the void, terrifyingly powerful.

The nine rapidly enhanced their True Essence, positioning their weapons in front to block, Sword Radiance cleaved across their bodies, creating a thunderous noise, sending several flying, but this force was dispersed, and not much of it ended up landing on the nine.

Xia Teng seized the moment to move forward, continuously wielding his sword, with silvery brilliance shining. Three waves of True Essence Power circled and struck three trialists, immediately causing them to spit blood and fly back, their Spirit Talismans exploded, and they were eliminated.

When a certain degree was reached, Spirit Talismans would self-destruct and autonomously eliminate participants.

In the blink of an eye, after eliminating three people, the remaining six looked somewhat frightened, but just then, Eighth Prince Yang Jun brandished another precious sword and charged forward, relentlessly striking, taking on the forefront of resisting Thirteenth Prince’s formidable attacks.

At the same time, others seized the opportunity to launch their attacks, leaving the situation desperately more critical.

Vivian, Princess Hongs Rong, Hua Shaoyang, Xia Mang, and Li Hu all tried their best to defend, unleashing powerful Innate Martial Techniques along with Innate Condensation, but now they simply retreated back to the stone platform.

Among those present, only Yangg Yi was still able to meditate cross-legged on the stone platform. Even though others frowned, this was indeed too much. Seeing a companion in peril yet not only refusing to help but instead continuing to cultivate, this woman must be insane.

Boom—

A blast of True Yuan Power struck, sweeping her from her meditative state on the stone platform into the cold pond below, forcibly awakening her. After coughing up blood at the corner of her mouth, she lightly touched the surface of the water, flipped over, and climbed back onto the stone platform, shouting at her companions, "Why didn’t you protect me? Didn’t you see I was meditating?"

Everyone frowned. Not only did Yangg Yi abstain from fighting, but she also rebuked others for not helping her, which was too much.

"Get lost!"

What kind of person was Princess Hongs Rong? Born in the Royal Palace and trained in high-grade etiquette, but now she couldn’t help shouting angrily. She even shot out a force of True Yuan Power, sweeping Yangg Yi back into the cold pond, and coldly shouted, "What right do you have to speak? Get lost, and stop your nonsense."

Yangg Yi’s face alternated between pale and ashen, trapped in embarrassment yet also filled with indignation, but faced with Princess Hongs Rong, she was powerless.

Clang—

Above in the sky, Thirteenth Prince and Yangg Jun separated after clashing, their colliding True Yuan Powers exploding in the air, with waves of scorching heat rushing forward, overwhelming everything.

This was indeed the battle that caught everyone’s eye, a fierce confrontation between two Top 100 Trial Participants.

Although Xia Teng had made a breakthrough in his cultivation, his injuries suddenly worsened now, causing a significant drop in his power, no longer pressing down on Yangg Jun as before.

Eighth Prince Yangg Jun held a treasured sword, its Sword Radiance surging forth, tyrannically splitting the air, a display of the true strength of a Top 100 Trial Participant, as Sword Radiance continuously poured down towards the Thirteenth Prince.

The Thirteenth Prince countered similarly with his sword, with roaring Gang Winds and thunderous booms, drawing everyone’s attention.

Boom, boom, boom—

The two exchanged blows incessantly in mid-air, each clash fiercely intense.

"Xia Teng, I have to admit, you are indeed impressive, but today, you are definitely getting eliminated. Everyone, attack!"

Figures swiftly maneuvered through the air, and Yangg Jun no longer chose to fight one-on-one. Five Innate Strong People joined Yangg Jun’s side; it was these five who had initially caused the Thirteenth Prince to suffer.

Now, six of them confronted the Thirteenth Prince once again.

The battle was fierce but ended quickly. With the protection of the five Innate Experts, Yangg Jun approached the Thirteenth Prince closely, his sword splitting forth, Sword Qi sharp like awns, and even more so, he spat out a blast of Innate Essence Energy, striking the Thirteenth Prince’s abdominal wound, ultimately causing him to be struck and fall onto the stone platform.

Everyone gasped; the Thirteenth Prince was defeated just like that. What about the others? Were they really going to get eliminated?

"Xia Teng, as I said, today is the day of your elimination," Yangg Jun said with a cold smile, then with a clang, he drew his long sword and thrust it towards the Thirteenth Prince.

Was he really getting eliminated?

Xia Teng gave a bitter smile. Now he truly had no choice unless either Xia Yang or Ye Chen would appear, but would they really show up?

With elimination impending, there was nothing else he could do.

At his wit’s end, the Thirteenth Prince took out a Spirit Talisman, intending to crush it himself to opt for self-elimination. But just at that moment, there was a thundering sound above the Desolate Beast Valley, echoing through the entire valley—

"If anyone dares to harm a single hair on my friend’s head, you all are undoubtedly doomed today!"

A shadow of black light flashed, and a fierce Golden Lion streaked across the sky, carrying a young, stern figure atop its back, overlooking everyone from high above as if a Divine being, compelling everyone to submit.

Ye Chen—

Had arrived!