Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 527 - 478 I am the Combat Saint King

Chapter 527: Chapter 478 I am the Combat Saint King

"From now on, whoever dares to harm her, I will see to it that their entire force will bury with them."

A detached voice suddenly resounded through this starry sky; everyone saw clearly that right in front of the Taichu Female Saint, a figure appeared, gaunt and with dry, yellow hair, like a sudden appearance of a skeleton, causing astonishment. Was it not the Holy Corpse that was sitting cross-legged on the third altar?

At this moment, it actually moved and appeared before their eyes.

"Stop immediately, the Holy Corpse must not be harmed, or else it might obliterate the forbidden legacy of the Combat Saint lineage within it."

The Canglan Saint Master was yelling, and all the Heroic Masters were hastily withdrawing their hands, but all attacks had already been launched, and they could not withdraw them anymore; they could only watch helplessly as everything unfolded.

"Little brother."

The Taichu Female Saint exclaimed in shock, wanting to step forward, but Ye Chen’s laughing voice reached her ears, saying, "Sister Jingruo, don’t worry, watch me."

Ye Chen took action. His seemingly gaunt and sinewy hand reached out, sweeping across the sky.

With a thunderous boom, the entire void was forcibly shattered open, creating a massive spatial chasm, dark and profound, seemingly capable of devouring everything.

The attacks of over a dozen Heroic Masters were all swallowed up by this spatial chasm, completely obliterated as if they had never existed.

Stunned!

Astonished!

Dumbstruck!

Everyone was frozen there in shock, it was too powerful; the frightening strike from a dozen or so Heroic Masters, though not as strong as the previous attack of Supreme Divine Power, was easily swallowed up and obliterated, filling everyone with disbelief at what was unfolding before their eyes.

There were faint sounds of swallowing saliva throughout this realm; everyone was staring in terror at this seemingly frail Holy Corpse. Underneath those dry, yellow strands of hair were not shriveled eyeballs, but profound eyes that carried the vicissitudes of eternity and the terrifying anomaly of the heavenly stars perishing.

Merely standing there, he exerted immense pressure on all the Heroic Masters, like the weight of the Ancient Divine Mountain pressing on everyone’s heart, making them feel unbearably heavy and afraid to confront such an existence.

Involuntarily, many powerful beings bowed their heads, not daring to face him, feeling a deep-seated submission in their hearts.

It was precisely because the other party was so powerful that they did not want to confront him.

The Taichu Female Saint looked at this gaunt Holy Corpse, unable to help herself from shedding tears; tears fell in profusion, filled with surprise, excitement, and other emotions. She no longer resembled a formidable Empress, but more like a delicate and vulnerable young girl in need of protection, appearing more tenderly beautiful than ever before.

"You... finally came back!"

A simple sentence, yet it conveyed thousands of words.

How many endless nights had she waited, yearned over countless years, dreamt of numerous moments, shed countless tears, and even despaired, yet also hoped. At this moment, it all came true.

That Combat Saint King, peerless across history and future, had returned!

Ye Chen turned and walked over, his form gaunt and hair dry and yellow, no longer handsome. His fingers, dried like branches, gently wiped away the tears from her eyes with tender affection, soft enough to melt steel, softly speaking, "Sister Jingruo, wait a moment for me, I’ll deal with those who hurt you."

She gently nodded her head, her smile mingling with tears, portraying a beautifully ethereal figure of a fairy.

"I’ll wait for you to return."

A voice as melodious as heavenly music, tender in tone, and a gaze full of love, in both past and present, bloomed only for one person!

The next moment, Ye Chen strode away, the Holy Corpse took a step forward, and walked ahead, facing All Heroes.

Small fry?

The expressions of All Heroes darkened as one scoffed coldly, "Boy, I don’t know what method you used to take over the Combat Saint King’s Holy Corpse, but you’d better hand it over obediently. Otherwise, we will extract your Primordial Spirit and subject you to torture for hundreds of generations."

"Hand it over?" Ye Chen laughed, though it looked quite unsightly like a ghost, and it felt chillingly cold, his withered yellow hair fluttering as he suddenly said, "Do you know who I am?"

All Heroes frowned and said, "Qian Yue, although you are a young True King of the new generation, shouldn’t your elders have taught you to speak with respect in the presence of your seniors?"

Ye Chen laughed and said, "You plot against my corpse, harm my wife, and yet you expect me to be respectful towards you? That’s laughably ridiculous."

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expressions changed instantly, looking at Ye Chen in horror as they stuttered, "Could it be that you are..."

Everyone felt a dreadful assumption at that moment and couldn’t help but tremble with fear.

Ye Chen lightly exhaled, his eyes sparkling with Starry Sky Land, his voice calm, but at this moment, it shimmered across the heavens, "Yes, I am the Combat Saint King—"

"Qian Yue!"

Boom—

Above the Nine Heavens, a terrifying roar exploded, shaking the earth as if responding to Ye Chen’s words.

At this moment, Ye Chen stood tall in the sky, looking ghastly with his dried-up, skin-and-bones appearance and his hair as yellow as dried hay, appearing weak, but all people completely changed their expressions.

It was all because of Ye Chen’s words.

He was actually the legendary figure, the Supreme from the Ten-layered Heaven Level—Combat Saint King!?

Many couldn’t believe it, for the Combat Saint King had perished decades ago, witnessed by several Great Powers and countless individuals who saw his demise. How could he still be alive?

Immediately, people shook their heads, not believing this reality.

"Qian Yue!?" Some muttered the name of the Combat Saint King, coming to a shocking realization.

The Combat Saint King was formerly known as Qian, and Ye Chen as Yue. Wasn’t the combination of Qian and Yue the name of the Combat Saint King?

All Heroes were first surprised and then sneered, "What a laughable boy, do you really think you are the Combat Saint King? He has long been dead, how could he possibly still be alive?"

"There’s no need for your belief, you just need to know one thing," Ye Chen said indifferently.

"What is it?" All Heroes were puzzled.

"It’s that I am going to kill you." As Ye Chen spoke, All Heroes were about to jeer, but at the next moment, they all turned pale with shock because Ye Chen had disappeared, vanished right before their eyes, like a ghost.

"Over here." A Heroic Master from Canglan Sacred Land shouted, spotting Ye Chen’s trace and striking out, a swath of Divine Light engulfing him, precisely hitting Ye Chen, shattering the void.

"Hmph, still talking about being Combat Saint King, he is utterly weak," that Heroic Master scoffed coldly, as Ye Chen’s speed seemed unable to evade his attack, focusing on him immediately.

"I am here."

But the next moment, a cold voice rang beside him. Turning his head, he was startled to find Ye Chen inexplicably appearing beside him where only a phantom had been.

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