Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 405 - 363: Sweeping Through the Younger Generation! (3rd Update)

Chapter 405: Chapter 363: Sweeping Through the Younger Generation! (3rd Update)

"Kid, are you the young king of the Qingyang Domain?"

Not long after, Ye Chen was once again sought out on the bloodstained battlefield by equally formidable youths of his generation, and the number of people was not small—there were dozens of them.

Among them were young Heavenly Prides from all the Great Domains outside of the Qingyang Domain. Each of them had an extraordinary demeanor and outstanding abilities. There were not a few who were at the Sealing Marquis Realm, powerful figures in their own right. Some even underwent a Mortal God Transformation early on, like Guo Lin, and were very powerful.

They were all young leaders from the major forces within the Five Great Domains, nurtured from a young age with abundant resources from their sects or families. It was fair to say that they were very strong, and they had also entered the Domain Battlefield with Heavy Weapons bestowed upon them by their seniors.

Now they were pursuing Ye Chen, wanting to take his head and obtain the rich reward of three million catties of Spirit Stones offered on the Earth-level bounty, and more importantly, they wanted to slay a king, to obtain King Blood to refine into Daoist Pills for tremendous benefits in cultivation; it was an opportunity none of the younger generation could overlook.

Ye Chen quietly looked at the group of thirty or so young leaders from the Five Great Domains. There was no denying that such an assembly was indeed very formidable, enough to make any king concerned. He hadn’t expected that the young elites from the Five Great Domains would choose to join forces against him, which was indeed a bit surprising.

Perhaps it was because Ye Chen was capable of annihilating the Heavenly Dragon Army by himself and was also a peerless king. Therefore, they had chosen to band together to confront Ye Chen.

There was no denying that even someone as strong as Ye Chen frowned at this moment. His gaze swept over them and he said, "So many of you want to kill me for that bounty of three million catties of Spirit Stones?"

"Exactly, you are now wanted by all the Great Domains, with an Earth-level assassination order and a massive bounty of three million catties of Spirit Stones. Moreover, as a king, both the hefty bounty and the glory of slaying a king make us willing to hunt you down," a handsome young man nodded and said.

Slaying a king was an honor of the highest order; all the younger generation aspired to kill a king to establish their own glory.

Three million catties of Spirit Stones was a huge temptation—enough to pique the interest of even Supreme Powerhouses of the Saintly Treasure Realm, let alone them!

In their eyes, Ye Chen was like a highly desirable piece of cake, filled with alluring temptations.

"Considering that you are still a king, we will give you a chance. If you are willing to take your own life here and now, we can allow you a death with an intact corpse," another haughty youth declared. "Otherwise, even as a king, you will surely end up without a whole corpse due to our overwhelming numbers in this assault."

This was the confidence of the young powerhouses facing such a young king; with their numerical advantage, they were fully capable of overpowering him.

Suddenly, Ye Chen turned his gaze towards him, his eyes growing icy cold all at once, sending a chilling dread through the young man as if he were being targeted by a Primordial Ancient Beast from ancient times, with a murderous intent descending upon him that made him shiver uncontrollably.

Then Ye Chen’s cold eyes swept toward the others, making each of them tremble under the horrifying murderous intent that enveloped them. His indifferent voice echoed in their ears, "I’m giving you a choice: leave now, or stay here forever. Which will you choose?"

Everyone’s complexion changed, and even at this point, they didn’t expect Ye Chen to remain so domineering, boldly threatening them.

"Kid, even if you were a true king, you wouldn’t dare be so arrogant. There are thirty-one of us. Do you really think you are unmatched in the world, that you can contend with all of us by yourself?" a leader among them said defiantly, immediately obtaining many responses. Number was their greatest advantage; perhaps one or a few of them were no match for Ye Chen, but they were thirty here, holding an absolute advantage.

Moreover, each of them was a young hero who could suppress a king of the same realm, and some of them had even completed the Mortal God Transformation!

Ye Chen shook his head, remaining as indifferent and unfeeling as ever, "Trash is still trash no matter if there’s a hundred of you. It makes no difference."

"You—"

All eyes were grim. They had seen arrogance before, but never such boundless arrogance. Did he truly see them as trash to be discarded by the roadside? This filled them with righteous fury.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let’s take him down together. We’ll slaughter this arrogant boy!"

"Alright!"

Instantaneously, the young powerhouses each made their move, their divine radiance shining fervently as they unleashed various and powerful divine spells and techniques. Great Daoist Devices bombarded without cessation, attacking Ye Chen like a meteor shower.

The very heaven and earth seemed on the verge of total collapse, terrifyingly so!

Whoosh—

At that moment, Ye Chen chose not to clash head-on but instead stepped upon the Reverse Space Eight Steps, displaying unparalleled speed. In the blink of an eye, he shifted sideways, evading every attack.

Where he had been standing, not a trace remained. An entire swath of desolate hills had been utterly leveled to the ground, obliterated.

"You brat, have the guts not to run away!"

Someone coldly shouted, followed by a sneer, "Is running all you’re capable of?"

"If that is your wish, then so be it!"

Ye Chen replied icily, and then, taking the initiative, he lunged toward where the young powerhouses stood. Fast as a shooting star, he quickly appeared before a young and handsome man.

This young man, powerful enough in his own right, had already reached the Demigod Ninth Layer Heaven at a young age and had mastered a mighty Divinity Transformation Daoist Soldier bestowed by his elders. Having already recovered, he was startled by Ye Chen’s sudden appearance, but he still launched an attack, aiming to kill Ye Chen.

Boom—

Ye Chen slapped out his palm, and the Dao Trace Divine Principles overflowed between his fingers and palm, like a golden Heavenly Stele sweeping through, brutally and straightforwardly sending the Divinity Transformation Daoist Soldier flying before it exploded, shocking and leaving onlookers in awe.

Setting aside the fact that it was a Divinity Transformation Daoist Soldier, it was also a treasure given by his sect elders, exceptional and extraordinary. Yet, it couldn’t withstand a single blow and was shattered by a palm strike. Just how formidable was this young man in front of them? It was truly trembling.

That young, handsome powerhouse immediately thought of fleeing. The youth from the Green Sun Domain was too strong; how could he contend with that?

However, as he attempted to escape during the Daoist Soldier’s explosion, Ye Chen was faster. He quickly arrived before him, blocking the path with a derisive smile on his handsome face, "Didn’t you tell me not to run? Why then are you trying to flee now?"

Dammit, calling you an arrogant mouth was asking to be hit, he thought, wishing he could slap himself for his own blabbering. Unlucky as he was, he didn’t show any sign of backing down, and instead, his attitude remained defiant. Even now, he didn’t forget to threaten, "If you dare to kill me, they will kill you."

"I have said before, trash is just trash, and even a hundred more would still be nothing but trash. Do you think I would be afraid? You may proceed to hell."

Ye Chen spread his large hand, completely enveloping the sky overhead, and he grasped the young man in the palm of his hand. The latter managed only a miserable scream before being crushed to smithereens, both form and spirit extinguished, and his flesh and blood scattered across the sky.