Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 457 - 409

Chapter 457: 409

PS: Why has this Chapter turned into the content of another novel? Honestly, I don’t know either, but now it has been changed back.

Visible to the naked eye, the Blood Qi Dragon plunged into the Nine Layers of Heaven, its terrifying Divine Power fluctuations seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth, as Divine Light illuminated the entirety of Heavenly Saint City.

Heavenly Saint City was extraordinary, radiating a light screen on its own, protecting all the people within the city from being affected.

The Taichu Female Saintess had suffered an assassination attempt by the Heroic Master at night, attracting much attention, and many were speculating who would be so bold to strike against her.

She was the absolute ruler of the Supreme Sacred Land, an unparalleled Goddess, and was also suspected to be a supremely powerful figure like the Immortal True King of the past.

In that generation, any Immortal True King was looked up to, and all Saints held them in awe.

Only the daring Heroic Masters who would assassinate had secret treasures to cloak their Qi Mechanism, making them imperceptible and thus audacious enough to brazenly attack the master of the Supreme Sacred Land.

Boom—

The battle was intense, but it ended swiftly because the Taichu Female Saintess was too powerful. She struck like an unparalleled Empress, looking down upon the heavens with disdain and walking proudly.

From the very start, she shattered all attacks, dispersed all light, esteemed above all in heaven and earth, she sent her adversary flying, their form shattered into pieces, blood scattering across the sky, nearly perishing.

Unbelievably powerful, it shocked the world, and the entire city was stunned.

The Taichu Female Saintess, as a generation’s Goddess, was peerlessly beautiful, unequaled in the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms; one of the most stunningly beautiful of a few women, but her combat power was on par with her beauty, equally incomparable.

That Heroic Master who attempted a nighttime assassination was no match for the Taichu Female Saintess. With her light shout, which echoed through Heavenly Saint City, she was enveloped in the Light of Ascension, like a female immortal, more like an invincible Empress, dominating the Ninth Layer Heaven, overlooking Ten Thousand Domains.

With a casual flick of her finger, carrying the tremendous force of heaven and earth, the void collapsed, and all turned to nothing.

Heavenly Saint City too was shaken. Were it not for the City Protection Light Screen, the city might have been shattered by this blow.

A powerful Blood Qi giant dragon thus vanished because that Heroic Master was directly slain, utterly shattered, form and spirit both annihilated, nothing was left.

All of this showcased the Taichu Female Saintess’s unparalleled prowess, effortlessly suppressing a Heroic Master, unequaled in the world, startling many with ambition, because this Taichu Female Saintess was too extraordinary, not to be trifled with.

And the other Heroic Master who had prepared to assassinate by night immediately fled. No one ridiculed his sorry state because he faced the Taichu Female Saintess, as if a reincarnation of an Empress, an undefeated Heavenly Pride Girl—Who could contend with her?

Boom—

The Taichu Female Saintess did not let her go, her gaze cold, her palm shot out, carrying the peerless power of the Flying Immortal, tearing through the sky, swiftly catching up, bursting the body of that Heroic Master, a heavy shower of blood raining down, severely wounded, nearly slain.

However, the Taichu Female Saintess did not pursue after victory because doing so might involve too much, likely revealing at least one Immortal Force. Opposing them at this time was not beneficial for the upcoming assault on the Purple Mansion Sacred Land.

But her final strike, like the Flying Immortal Strike, seriously wounded the night attacker, the Divine Armor shattered, the Divine Body torn apart, blood staining the void, taking years to recover.

In Heavenly Saint City, many of the strongest Heroic Masters witnessed all of this, their expressions changing greatly: "Very powerful, not strength that should belong to the Saintly Treasure Realm, fluctuating with the cycle of Reincarnation, surpassing Reincarnation? No, her state is very special..."

Ye Chen also witnessed all of this, his expression calm, unsurprised.

On the third day, a Space Wormhole from Heavenly Saint City to the Divine Death Mountain Range was completed, allowing for instant transportation.

This was built at great cost by various forces, not temporary, intended to be long-lasting and very stable, such that even the Heavenly King Invincible would struggle to shatter it momentarily.

This time, the various forces prepared thoroughly for their advance into the Purple Mansion Sacred Land, forming initial and secondary troops, leaving a mighty force in reserve within Heavenly Saint City, ready to support the vanguard at any moment.

After all, the Purple Mansion Sacred Land was too sinister and evil, even the Divine Death Mountain Range was feared to harbor evil, and despite all forces being concerned, unexpected events could occur, hence the separation into initial and secondary parties.

Should any problem arise, help from Heavenly Saint City could come at any moment.

The Divine Death Mountain Range stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles, vast and astonishing.

There once was a Supreme Sacred Land that dominated here, where a Great Power had struck down an Outer Domain God, filling the Divine Death Mountain Range with Divine Blood.

During the day, the Divine Death Mountain Range was relatively calm and ordinary, despite being only ten thousand miles away from the Holy City, it did not seem extraordinary, everything was so mundane.

But as night fell, everything became ominously different; chilling winds blew in gusts, often accompanied by ghosts weeping and gods howling. Ghostly shadows danced in the drifting blood mist, instilling unspeakable terror and making one’s flesh crawl.

Even Saints would feel a sense of dread in this place, let alone the common folk.

Through a space wormhole, Ye Chen and Zhao Tianyi set off from Heavenly Saint City, traversed thousands of miles, and arrived at the outskirts of the Divine Death Mountain Range.

From a distance, one could see one after another blood-colored mountain rising majestically, each thousands of feet tall, and the deeper peaks even towering into the Ninth Layer Heaven, reaching the Nine Layers of Heaven above and touching the starry sky, crowned the Emperor of Mountains, replete with the extraordinary.

It was undeniable that this was indeed a pocket world blessed with natural beauty, abundant with nature’s spiritual energy gushing in, nourishing the land, and giving rise to numerous spiritual medicines and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

If not for the strangeness of Purple Mansion Sacred Land, this place would have already been occupied by the major powers.

Today, compared to its usual tranquility, the Divine Death Mountain Range was buzzing with excitement, as a multitude of cultivators had gathered, including powerhouses from various Immortal Forces as well as many loose cultivators.

Numerous tents were pitched here, and palaces stood tall, and even some palatial residences floated in the void; they belonged to important figures, and the assembled powers, with their numerous experts, gave everyone a sense of confidence.

Along the way, Ye Chen and the others encountered many young elites, each with incredibly formidable and terrifying cultivation, having attained advanced realms.

They were the young talents sent by the major powers to participate in trials, with outstanding abilities and highly valued by the Immortal Forces.

Similarly, there were also young talents from the outside world who stood out from the many young powerhouses, not relying on the support of Immortal Forces but confident enough to seize the treasures of Purple Mansion Sacred Land, fearing nothing.

Of course, the most eye-catching were those Saint Heirs and Saintesses, each surrounded by a Divine Ring, with regal and exceptional divine postures, being the focal point among the younger generation, attracting attention wherever they went.

This included Saint Heirs and Saintesses from Dao Yan Sacred Land and Beiming Family, who naturally stood out as well.

Even Zhao Wudao, the Prince of Zhao, had come, dressed in his prince’s robe, looking heroic and towering, with Zhao Jun following by his side, respected and watched by the young powerhouses.

Zhao Tianyi’s expression was ice-cold, while Ye Chen simply glanced over before looking away, turning his attention to other figures, sensing powerful Qi Mechanisms fluctuating. Among these people, there must be some truly terrifying individuals hidden, like crouching tigers and hidden dragons, not revealing themselves.

Ye Chen even suspected that there might be several Invincible individuals present who were like Immortal True Kings, lying dormant and unseen.

Suddenly, Ye Chen smiled slightly, for he saw several "familiar" old acquaintances, but he did not step forward to greet them, for he surmised they would be quite astonished to see him.

Suddenly, a group of people blocked the way of Ye Chen and Zhao Tianyi. It was Zhao Wudao, accompanied by another man, whose physique was strong and lean, like that of a robust dragon or leopard, full of vitality and masculine force, an outstanding figure indeed.

His eyes were bright, like two Divine Lamps shining, and his presence carried an Immortal quality surpassing that of ordinary beings, as if a god among men, standing above the masses.

This man’s arrival even overshadowed Zhao Wudao, drawing attention with his haughty demeanor, looking down on the world, considering no one else as equal.

The appearance of this person caused a drastic change in Zhao Tianyi’s expression, for he recognized him as the Canglan Saint Son from the Canglan Sacred Land, a king among the young generation, exceedingly powerful, possessing Immortal Divinity strength, robust and terrifying.

Zhao Wudao stood shoulder to shoulder with Canglan Saint Son, exuding a Supreme Divine Power overwhelming all around.

Crack—

The ground fissured, catching everyone’s attention, as Ye Chen, undaunted, also released a similarly strong oppressive force. Kingly might collided, tearing the earth asunder, turning heads.

Without looking at Zhao Tianyi, as he found him insignificant, Zhao Wudao turned his cold gaze to Ye Chen, "Ye Chen, although you are strong and have the backing of the Taichu Saint, remember well that Purple Mansion Sacred Land is very dangerous, and anyone can perish. If you die in there, it will have nothing to do with me."

Zhao Wudao’s words carried a clear threat: he planned to take action in Purple Mansion Sacred Land and kill Ye Chen.

Zhao Tianyi’s face changed dramatically, "Zhao Wudao, do you intend to attack Brother Ye in Purple Mansion Sacred Land and take the opportunity to strike from the shadows?"

Zhao Wudao just gave a cold smile in response, not denying the accusation.

But Ye Chen’s demeanor did not change; instead, he smiled lightly and looked at Zhao Wudao, "Mutual, mutual. However, I am rather looking forward to seeing how the so-called Prince of Zhao falls flat on his face. If you were to be killed, it might cause quite a stir, and I do so enjoy watching a spectacle."

Zhao Tianyi was stunned, then burst into laughter, not expecting Ye Chen to be able to insult someone without using a single expletive.

Zhao Wudao’s expression changed multiple times. He did not expect Ye Chen’s reply to be so sharp, turning the tables on him in an instant. He snorted, "You only dare to talk big here. Once inside, let’s see if you can remain so arrogant."

"Well, I’m not quite sure about being arrogant, but killing someone like you, would not be an issue at all," Ye Chen said casually, leaving the crowd in shock.