Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 452 - 405: Former Beauty, Now a Saint!

Chapter 452: Chapter 405: Former Beauty, Now a Saint!

Zhao Wudao’s expression changed drastically, because this Female Saint, merely standing there without a flicker of movement, still exerted a might too magnificent and terrible. It suppressed the heavens, and all the Dao obeyed.

Had it not been for the presence of the Imperial Uncle, facing this Female Saint directly under such pressure, he might have felt all his bones shattering.

The Taichu Saint indifferently nodded toward the Prince of Zhao, while merely sweeping an indifferent glance over Zhao Wudao, not paying him any attention.

Because she was also of the younger generation, only at most 60 years older than Zhao Wudao, but among the young generation, in both cultivation and power, she far surpassed Zhao Wudao too much. Such a seemingly impressive person like Zhao Wudao was not even considered by her.

This left Zhao Wudao feeling repressed, but even more was a sense of helplessness since her status was even higher than his father, the Emperor of Zhao, as the Saintess of the Supreme Sacred Land and the Female True King who possessed the qualifications to challenge the position of Human Emperor.

Zhao Tianyi, without any Saint Master Level characters to block, felt so suppressed that he almost wanted to vomit blood. However, Ye Chen’s hand on his shoulder eased the pressure, leaving him shocked and even more grateful.

"Zhao Tianyi pays respects to the great Saintess," Zhao Tianyi said seriously, not daring to be negligent.

The Taichu Saint simply nodded indifferently, her strikingly beautiful face remaining cold and indifferent, and then her cold gaze fell on Ye Chen. Suddenly, it felt like the weight of the Ancient Divine Mountain was pressing down on Ye Chen, overwhelming him.

Boom boom boom—

Under such suppression, Ye Chen’s Blood Qi within him autonomously roared and bubbled like a deafening torrential flood. For the first time, in front of everyone, his unmatched Treasure Body was revealed, bursting with surging brilliance to withstand the pressure from the Taichu Saint.

This shocked even the Saint Master Level Characters because such Blood Qi was too vigorous, surpassing even that of the Void King warriors.

Ye Chen paid no attention to the others and again met the Female Saint’s eyes. Despite also enduring great pressure, even to the point where all his bones were cracking, his gaze was gentle at that moment—more so, it was complex and tinged with a light sigh.

Unexpectedly meeting her here—

Zhao Jingruo!

The beauty of his past life and the nostalgia of this life, close within a rule yet as distant as the ends of the earth.

Because the other party clearly did not yet know his true identity was that of the deceased "Qian Yue". Yaya had always been in secluded cultivation, with no chance to tell, and Wang Ming hadn’t informed her, probably wanting him to speak for himself.

But how could he ever begin to speak about it, being someone not skilled at expressing his feelings.

The heart of the Taichu Saint trembled, not knowing why, but looking at this youth, with a handsome and unfamiliar face, she always felt a sense of déjà vu, seemingly coming from the deepest part of her soul.

Boom—

In an instant, the pressure from the Taichu Saint grew many times stronger, like a supreme Empress reviving, despising all heavens, and the entire Heavenly Dome even trembled under her pressure, the void quaking intensely.

The Heavenly God Palace was greatly affected and trembled as many distinguished personages were alarmed and appeared, discovering the Taichu Female Saintess which left them more astounded than surprised.

What was going on? The Taichu Female Saintess seemed very agitated as the terrifying Dao Power left even Saints trembling in fear.

At this moment, the gaze of the Taichu Female Saintess seemed to pierce through Ye Chen’s body, looking directly into his heart, but Ye Chen avoided her eyes and suffered immense oppression coming his way, as if struck by lightning, coughing up blood and looking pitifully striking.

Even his robust Treasure Body could not withstand the other’s imposing pressure which made him groan in discomfort, his body felt like splitting apart, bones out of joint as if the Ancient Divine Mountain pressed down upon his shoulders, almost like bursting open entirely.

Yet, he also felt jubilation, for she had reached this step, stronger than Wang Ming, no less than War King and his likes, at least she was standing firm at the Saintly Treasure Peak.

Zhao Wudao was terrified yet amazed at the same time; this situation between the Taichu Female Saintess and Ye Chen seemed irregular, the pressure she exerted on Ye Chen secretly delighted him.

But the next moment, everything changed, all the oppressive force dissipated, and a soft light fell upon Ye Chen, instantaneously healing his internal injuries, clearly the Secret Technique of the God King Revival Technique.

The Taichu Female Saintess parted her red lips for the first time, her voice melodious as the sound from heaven, captivating deeply, "Are you the one who helped Yaya, Ye Chen? Wang Ming has mentioned you to me, truly exceptional, very good, your Treasure Body is impressive. Should there be an opportunity, you may come to Taichu Sacred Land, where you will receive warm hospitality on behalf of Yaya to thank you for your assistance."

Everyone was shocked, the Taichu Female Saintess had always carried herself proudly, looking down upon the heavens, invincible in this world, undiplomatic even toward other Saints, and now, she was actually inviting a younger generation into the Sacred Land, an unmistakably extraordinary event that made many wonder about the origins of this youth named Ye Chen.

Zhao Wudao changed his complexion, originally wanting to teach Ye Chen a good lesson, but now that the Taichu Female Saintess had spoken, who would dare to act, which was akin to opposing Taichu Sacred Land and moreover, against the strong and mighty Taichu Female Saintess.

Even his father, the Emperor of Zhao, would not dare to do so.

Many envied him, an invitation from the master of the Supreme Sacred Land, an invitation envied by all.

Only Ye Chen sighed deeply, looking at his close wife right in front of him, yet separated by a vast chasm, rendered unable to reveal the truth, this being his greatest agony.

The greatest agony in the world is not life or death, but the once extremely intimate couple, seeing each other yet unable to recognize one another.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, suppressing his intense inner turmoil, and smiled bitterly as he nodded, "When the Saintess speaks, the young one must obey."

The unparalleled beauty of the Taichu Female Saintess returned to her initial indifference, nodding her head slightly, her gaze at him becoming slightly more gentle, a colorful Dao emerged beneath her lotus feet, extending into the Heavenly God Palace, with Divine Lotuses blooming in the void and light rain scattering, looking extraordinarily striking.

Which seemed like hearing a plaintive sigh, "It’s a pity it’s not him, somewhat similar, could it really have been..."

Ye Chen’s heart shuddered fiercely, almost moved to tears.

"Let’s go."

After sighing softly, he walked towards the great gates of the Heavenly God Palace with Zhao Tianyi; Zhao Wudao had long been ushered through by the Imperial Uncle and now seeing Ye Chen, although wary of the Taichu Female Saintess, could not act but mocked coldly, "Entering the Heavenly God Palace without an invitation? Ridiculous, just go back."

"Idiot." Ye Chen glanced at him indifferently, Zhao Wudao was about to retort, but the next moment, when he saw the Purple Gold Invitation suddenly appearing in Ye Chen’s hand, his eyes widened in utter shock, how could that be possible.