Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 425 - 378: The Great Enemy Attacks!

Chapter 425: Chapter 378: The Great Enemy Attacks!

"What on earth has happened?"

The three hundred Barbaric War Riders were full of alarm and doubt, as were the three Great Commanders, who, even with their eyes nearly splitting, could not discern what earth-shattering event had occurred in the distant horizon.

Only a most terrifying Dao Wave spread out, causing one’s expression to change.

"That is... a Saint Lord level presence!"

Ye Chen couldn’t help standing up abruptly, his eyes shining brilliantly as he gazed into the sky. That fluctuation was even stronger than the one from the Saint of Red God Valley before, unparalleled in majesty—who else could it be but a Saint Lord level existence?

Far off in the sky above, a Divine Light Group was emerging, shining brighter than the sun by hundreds of times. The most supreme Daoist Law spread out, pressuring the skies, rapidly approaching.

A pair of substantial eyes fell upon Ye Chen, with Daoist Rules and Divine Traces emerging as if they could see through everything.

Ye Chen’s expression turned solemn. The Nine-layered Divine Halo instantly wrapped around him, and the Tenth Divine Ring dimly appeared, obscuring all Qi Mechanisms, making them undiscoverable.

"Young True King, as expected, possesses undying Qi Mechanisms. If captured and taken back, perhaps the secret to achieving True King status can be uncovered, allowing all the kings of our race to become Immortal True Kings and, one day, ascend to the Emperor’s Throne," the Saint Lord level presence murmured to himself. However, everyone present could hear that Ye Chen was the target.

"Barbaric War Riders, hand him over and you may be spared from death!"

The Saint Lord level existence stood upon the Heavenly Dome, looking down on the three hundred Barbaric War Riders as he commanded.

"Scram!"

The three hundred Barbaric War Riders united as one. Their Combat Energy surged like a rainbow, resisting the Saint Lord level pressure, protecting Ye Chen within their midst.

Great Commander Mengg Wan coldly shouted, "If you wish to harm His Highness even by a single hair, you must ask if we three hundred Barbaric War Riders agree!"

Without speaking, each of the Barbaric War Riders raised their Knight Spears, their Combat Energy erupting, pointing towards the opponent.

"Hmph, obstinate fools. Today, this seat shall see if the so-called three hundred Barbaric War Riders can match a Saint Lord!" The mysterious Saint Lord level existence snorted coldly, unleashing the most supreme pressure and striking directly; the ground caved in a large area, dust and debris swirling.

Boom—

Before the three hundred Barbaric War Riders could even react, the Black Sky Order resonated, and Wang Ming’s figure stepped forth.

After the previous battle, his figure had become somewhat translucent, being just a Battle Mark and not the true self. Nevertheless, he still exuded overbearing might, with a single leap he charged towards the horizon, swinging the Wolf Fang Club in a sweeping motion.

"Everyone look, our lord is dueling a Saint Lord level being!"

Great Commander Mengg Wan activated his Dao Skill, projecting the scene unfolding far away in the sky onto the Heavenly Dome, stirring the blood of all three hundred Barbaric War Riders.

In the illuminated scene, a colossal figure stood in the distance, godlike and demonic. Burly and towering, with thick black hair cascading down, the figure emitted a wild and boundless Dao Power, crushing the void to the brink of collapse, terrifying to the extreme.

He was like a Pangu God of Heaven and Earth Creation, stepping forward to face the Divine Light Group. The Wolf Fang Club swung directly, striking the Divine Light Group, causing many of the War Riders’ hearts to leap, fully believing in their lord’s invincibility. But that was merely a Battle Mark, not the true body; could it really contend with a genuine Saint Lord level existence?

Boom—

An incredibly terrifying wave exploded, igniting billions of measures of Divine Radiance, piercing through layers of Blood Clouds, revealing a clear, bright universe.

"Wang Ming, you, a mere Battle Mark, dare to confront me!"

An enraged voice resounded, clearly audible for thousands of miles around.

"Hmph, just a Daoist Thought wielding a Saint Lord Level Daoist weapon—do you really think you’re a Saint Lord?"

Wang Ming’s icy voice came through, relieving many who worried that an actual Saint Lord had come.

His godlike figure spanned the heavens and earth, continuously unleashing strike after strike. Each one was unimaginably powerful, carrying the vast energy of the universe, and every blow seemed to effortlessly tear apart the fabric of the worlds, indescribably terrifying.

The Saint Lord Level Daoist weapon, though revived to its utmost by the wielder, with Immortal Light Traces overflowing and blending with the ultimate Saintly Might, was fearsome indeed. A single strike could turn thousands of miles of mountains and rivers into ash, leaving nothing behind.

Yet, in front of Wang Ming’s ancient godlike figure, it was entirely pressured, humming softly as if lamenting.

With a thunderous crash, the Wolf Fang Club chopped down from above, directly shattering the Divine Light Group. It was a Divine Staff, bathed in resplendent blue-gold, cast as if forged from blue gold, driven deep into the earth who knows how many miles, fracturing the endless ground, Divine Light fading, Saintly Might dissipated.

Pfft—

In the more distant Heavenly Dome above, from the void where previously nothing existed, a spurt of blood erupted, accompanied by an incredulous voice, "How is it possible? The Saint Lord Level Daoist Soldiers have already been resurrected. Even if they aren’t on par with the real Saint Lords, they are almost as strong. It’s just a Battle Mark; is the Fourth Great Robber Wang Ming truly that formidable?"

The blood of the three hundred Barbaric War Riders boiled, shocked by their master’s invincible stature, truly peerless and invincible.

"Gentlemen, do you still not wish to make a move at this time? To seize the month, to explore the secrets of the True King, only then will we have the qualifications for our various races’ kings to walk the ultimate peak of the Human Emperor’s path. Otherwise, how can we match the True Kings and Sealing, don’t you understand the Dao?"

The powerhouse in possession of the Saint Lord Level Daoist Soldiers coldly yelled, causing the three hundred Barbaric War Riders to change color. The experts who came were not just one or two; others had come, all with the same purpose—to capture Ye Chen and decode the secrets of becoming a True King.

The path to becoming the Human Emperor was too cruel. Even though kings were powerful, the only ones truly qualified to compete for the final throne of the Human Emperor were the Immortal True Kings; otherwise, everything would merely become a pile of bones on the Emperor Road.

Wang Ming’s valiant and formidable presence moved everyone deeply. Although the Saint Lord Level Daoist Soldiers were fully resurrected and were akin to a Saint Lord Level presence in action, they were, after all, lifeless objects, not as flexible or skilled in utilizing the vast Mana as a true Saint Lord Level presence.

Moreover, the strength of the Fourth Great Robber Wang Ming really did exceed the expectations of the assembled powerhouses. It was ridiculously strong—simply a Battle Mark and yet so incredibly powerful.

Only Ye Chen truly understood the Battle Mark infused by Wang Ming into the Black Sky Order; it contained his overpowering spiritual energy, causing great depletion and thereby extremely powerful. Even if it wasn’t equal to a Saint Lord, it was certainly not far off.

"Good, although it’s a Battle Mark of a Saint Lord Level powerhouse, I don’t believe that one person can withstand five Saint Lord Level Daoist Soldiers at the same time."

In the far-off Heavenly Dome, another four terrifying Divine Light Groups appeared, spreading Supreme Dao Waves that shook heaven and earth, pointing towards Wang Ming and ready to unleash a world-shaking strike.

That Blue Gold Divine Staff surged from the depths of the earth, once again radiating Divine Radiance and Saintly Might.

Even the Three Barbaric Warhorses shuddered in fear, as four more had arrived. Even with the control of Saint Lord Level Daoist Soldiers for the attack, they too were supremely powerful and not much weaker.

How could their master stand invincible against this?

Wang Ming became totally berserk, his Supreme Dao Qi Mechanism suffusing the space as he swung the Wolf Fang Club, delivering five strikes embedded with the Five Elements Divine Skill of Gold Wood Water Fire Earth, transforming into Yin Yang Qi for the counterattack.

At the same time, the three hundred Barbaric War Riders united to strike, exploding heaven and earth!

Boom—

A terrifying and earth-shattering blast tore through the boundless skies, sinking countless miles of the vast blood-colored land, completely leveling the mountain range, leaving nothing behind.

When everything seemed to be dissipating, the figure of Wang Ming returned, still unyielding, although his silhouette was much fainter, as if it would completely disintegrate at any moment.

"Master!"

The three hundred Barbaric War Riders cried out. The five Supreme Beings in the distant Heavenly Dome sighed, "It is no wonder he is the Fourth Great Robber Wang Ming. Although an enemy, he is indeed admirable."

But at this moment, Ye Chen’s eyes turned cold, and he arrived next to Wang Ming, saying, "I will fight alongside you."

At this juncture, even the typically majestic Wang Ming could not help but laugh heartily, understanding that there was no stopping it, he said, "Good, after so many years, we can finally fight side by side again!"

"Your Highness!" The three hundred Barbaric War Riders exclaimed in astonishment, puzzled, while the five distant Supreme Powerhouses sneered from the Heavenly Dome, "Ridiculous, although a young True King, how can you? If you were the Yuan Yang God King or other past generation True Kings, we would naturally not be able to contend. But a new generation of Immortal True Kings also dares to challenge us, seeking death!"

"Killing you is as easy as turning over one’s hand," Ye Chen said coldly, transmitting his voice, "Elder Yan, lend me your power."

"Good!"

A vast Dao Power began to slowly spread from the depths of his heart, filling his limbs and bones. At that moment, he felt that every gesture he made contained the terrifying power to collapse heaven and earth.

This power felt familiar to him, reminding him of a past life when he reigned supreme and invincible.

Boom—

In an instant, Ye Chen’s white hair unleashed an unparalleled Supreme Might, and atop his Heavenly Dome, a terrifying Divine Light Dragon burst out, baring fangs and claws, merging into the clouds above, dispersing layers of Blood Clouds, shaking the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

His hair whipped wildly, his figure majestic as if he were a young Human Emperor descending to earth, invincible under heaven, towering over Ten Thousand Domains.

At this moment, every inch of his body radiated overwhelming vitality, pulsating with invincible power. His Origin was recovering.

He stood atop the Heavenly Universe, bathed in flawless Divine Light, with ten layers of Divine Light interwoven into a Divine Halo behind him, framing him as supremely invincible.

The might of supreme invincibility began to spread, just as it did forty years prior for that unmatched young Supreme.

"Now, can you still say I am not qualified?"

Ye Chen spoke slowly, his eyes sweeping toward the five Supreme Powerhouses in the Heavenly Dome, filled with murderous intent!