Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 699 - 643: Undying Young Master - Second Update

Chapter 699: Chapter 643: Undying Young Master - Second Update

In the Heavenly Ruins Desolate Domain, Ye Chen found himself completely surrounded, with one formidable enemy after another relentlessly emerging.

Some were young-generation kings, while others were elder-generation super experts from the Saint Realm, undoubtedly a force to be reckoned with, renowned across the world, not to be trifled with. Each possessed strength at least on par with the Holy-grade.

Over twenty super experts appeared, forming a tight encirclement around Ye Chen at the center, placing him in what seemed an inescapable death trap.

"To kill me, you’ve really gone to great lengths," Ye Chen said, his gaze scanning the horizon and falling upon the shadow that had led him here. Among those present, only this figure was an enigma to him and the one he most dreaded. He spoke slowly, "It seems someone wants to use this situation to their advantage, to set a trap and kill me here. Now tell me, who are you?"

His eyes blazed intensely, undimmed even in the face of so many powerful opponents surrounding him, nor by the emerging killing array. He showed not a hint of fear, remaining supremely confident even as he inquired about the person’s identity.

Boom—

Suddenly, a terrifying wave of gloomy mist swept through the heavens, engulfing the area with an unprecedented, dreadful chillness, coupled with an aura of death that was in complete isolation from the vitality of life.

It was the presence of the Undying Sacred Land Lineage. Ye Chen felt a familiar aura within it, causing his pupils to contract slightly.

The shadowy figure slowly turned around, his black robe exploding outwards as a young man clad in battle armor appeared.

The man was in his mid-twenties, exceedingly handsome, but his face was unnaturally pale, betraying an ill look. However, his eyes burned brightly, as attention-grabbing as torches.

Dressed in a black Nether Armor, the dark fabric shimmered with a cold crystalline essence and a distinctive metallic luster, lending him a formidable presence.

His physique was robust and well-proportioned, exuding a commanding aura like a Death God stepping forth from hell, untouched by dust. His entire being was shrouded in a pitch-black mist of silent death.

"It’s indeed you, Undying Young Master!" Ye Chen said each word deliberately, filled with weighty resolve.

The Undying Young Master was a young True King from the Undying Sacred Land Lineage, and like Ye Chen, the Sun God, and Yuan Yang God King, he was a peerless figure of the True King Level of his time, evidently another who sought the Supreme Method through resurrection and reincarnation.

His arrival became the center of this realm, serving as the leader of those gathered. Though his face was bloodless and his body roiled in a tumult of gloomy mist, a terrifying aura surged, causing even the void itself to shudder.

It had to be said that you, Undying Young Master, are a supremely strong figure of the young generation, no weaker than the Sun God and other resurrected True Kings, extremely powerful. Standing tall in the sky, facing Ye Chen, with tangible beams emanating from their gazes, they forged Dao Swords across the expanse, clashing with a metallic ring and tearing the heavens asunder.

Two fearsome auras unfolded slowly between them, causing the earth and sky to tremble uncontrollably, shifting the expressions of the other mighty figures who quickly retreated.

The Undying Young Master’s extraordinarily handsome face bore a hint of coldness as he spoke indifferently, "Combat Saint King, I’m truly delighted to see you again. Unfortunately, you only have one path left—death, just like back then."

Ye Chen’s expression remained unchanged, his response icy, "Back then, if it hadn’t been for the ancient Great Powers of your Undying Sacred Land interfering, do you think you, neither human nor ghost, could have killed me? Even when I was attacked by several True Kings, didn’t I chase you down relentlessly?"

Speaking of the past, the Undying Young Master’s expression darkened, a humiliating memory for him, but he quickly regained his composure and said, "Back then, you merely broke through a Great Realm, attracting the bombardment of the Endless Heaven’s Thunder. But can you still do the same now? Laughable, today, your death is certain."

Ye Chen asked, "Where are they?"

"They" naturally referred to people like Li Taixu and Yang Wushuang.

"They?" the Undying Young Master sneered coldly, "I merely set a trap for you, and I can’t believe you really fell for it. How laughable. Even though you, Combat Saint King, are strong, you also have such a weakness—too sentimental."

Ye Chen understood that the items luring him here, though belonging to individuals like Li Taixu, could very likely have been collected from the Tiandu Continent, carrying their essence and thus attracting Ye Chen.

Trapped in the Heavenly Ruins, Ye Chen’s mood wasn’t too bad; at least those old friends hadn’t been captured by the Undying Young Master, which would have been a real trouble.

Ye Chen first glanced at the Undying Young Master, then swept his eyes over the others and nodded, "Quite a number of people, but do you really think these cats and dogs can trap me, kill me?"

He laughed, appearing very arrogant, a mixture of pride and haughtiness, yet filled with absolute confidence.

These people were strong, with each of the younger generation being at least at the King-level, certainly on par with those of the Saintly Treasure Realm.

Naturally, the older generation was at least of this level as well, with some even at the Heroic Lord Level.

But who was he?

Combat Saint King!

This title alone was proof enough.

He looked down upon the world, not taking these young kings and the older generation of super experts seriously at all, treating them as if they were nothing.

Everyone grew angry. Was the Combat Saint King too arrogant? What did he mean by treating them like cats and dogs?

"Now you are nothing but a beast in a cage, Combat Saint King," Zhao Wudao said coldly. "Do you really think you are still invincible?"

"A dying man, yet so talkative, truly laughable. Young Master, please make your move, activate this Killing Array and completely refine the Combat Saint King, turning him into the Holy Body Origin. If you refine it, you will surely break through to the Ten-layered Heaven Level," a King from Blood Sunset Valley suggested.

"Ignorant of death!"

Many people hurled cold words, staring at the Combat Saint King with murderous intent.

Figures were releasing icy killing intentions, sweeping towards the Combat Saint King trapped in the center.

And in this domain, a terrifying Killing Array appeared, with Dao Traces intertwining and runes exploding into existence one after another, all filled with an aura of slaughter, forming a fearsome Killing Array.

The Corpse-devouring Worm Emperor suddenly rushed forward, and his form enlarged, but it was only Qiao Zhuang in disguise—turned into a three-zhang-long Demon Flood Dragon, flicking its tongue and saying smugly, "Fellow Daoists, actually, I have nothing to do with this guy. I don’t know him. Please let me leave, and I promise I’ll fly away immediately. You can deal with him as you like; it has nothing to do with me."

It cut ties with Ye Chen quite bluntly, putting on a face that suggested it completely didn’t recognize him.

"..." Ye Chen was truly speechless, how did he end up knowing such a problematic dragon.