Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 96 - 86: Rainbow Collapse Heaven (Third Update)

Chapter 96: Chapter 86: Rainbow Collapse Heaven (Third Update)

Boom—

Ye Chen actually took the initiative to attack the Crown Prince, eliciting gasps from everyone present. To dare attack the Crown Prince, was he arrogant or did he have confidence?

In a dozen strides, with just one step, Ye Chen suddenly appeared right before the Crown Prince, unimaginably fast. His arms grasped the cold white Long Spear, and bursts of Human Origin Power emerged, coating the spear with a dazzling golden color. He spun it simply and ruthlessly, slashing down fiercely.

That’s right, he slashed!

This spear strike was extraordinarily ferocious, like an ancient giant god creating heaven and earth, splitting chaos asunder, filled with might. The air itself seemed to explode, a shocking sight to behold.

The Crown Prince, taking the brunt of it, immediately had a change in expression. The disdain on his face dissipated, and he raised his Divine Spear, with Divine Light bursting forth to resist.

Boom—

As the two sides clashed, a thunderous collision erupted, shaking the entire venue. Terrible shockwaves surged skyward, knocking many students to the ground, some even hurled and flipped through the air.

At the center of the confrontation, the massive stones of the Martial Arts Arena’s floor cracked and caved, spiderweb-like fissures sprawling across the ground amid a cloud of dust.

"It’s horrifying, the force of that spear must be no less than 70,000 pounds."

Everyone was shocked by the power of Ye Chen’s spear, far exceeding their imaginations. It was so strong that it seemed it could even kill off the elite disciples of the Heavenly Level Academy present.

Was this Ye Chen’s true strength?

It seemed they had underestimated the strength of this outstanding prodigy.

Guu Yang Martial God and the two Martial God Realm elders’ eyes were rapidly flickering, pondering their thoughts.

At this time, a figure shot out of the billowing dust— it was Ye Chen. Using the rebound from the clash, he retreated to a safe distance, landed gracefully, spear in hand, but his gaze was fixed intently on the center of the impact.

Not just him, everyone else was closely watching, eager to see the outcome of the confrontation.

As the dust settled, the Crown Prince’s figure remained proudly upright, his Divine Spear stabbed into the ground.

Although his princely attire was tattered and damaged, he still appeared valiant and handsome, his aura undiminished, seemingly unharmed.

Even Ye Chen, witnessing this, felt a sense of gravity for the first time, realizing that this Crown Prince was indeed powerful, a rare prodigy in the history of Xiafeng Country, unexpectedly stronger than he had anticipated.

The Crown Prince similarly gazed at Ye Chen, his expression focused, no longer displaying the contempt from before. He spoke first, his voice indifferent but his words surprisingly acknowledging, "I admit, you are strong!"

This was a considerably high appraisal, for the Crown Prince stood above all, the strongest among Xiafeng Country’s younger generation. It was rare for anyone to be taken seriously by him, as he could easily defeat his peers.

To receive such a comment from him was proof enough of one’s strength.

"You’re quite remarkable as well," Ye Chen nodded. It might be seen as arrogance, but for him, who was a Supreme in his past life, such an appraisal usually went to those with extraordinary talent, quite a feat indeed.

The first official collision left both parties with mutual respect, neither underestimating the other.

For Yang Yi, the impact of all this was probably the greatest. She stared blankly at Ye Chen, unable to imagine that the one she initially saw as a good-for-nothing had, in just half a year, grown to a level where he could fight on par with the Crown Prince.

What exactly had he experienced in these six months to grow so much? It felt like living in a dream, struggling to believe it all.

The Crown Prince, spear in hand, turned and left. His expression was cold and proud, "You are indeed remarkable, with great potential, worthy of my attention. In a few more years, you will qualify as my opponent. But for now, you still fall short; you need time to strive harder."

The crowd was astonished; Ye Chen had just fought slightly to his advantage against the Crown Prince, his strength should have been on par. Why would the Crown Prince say otherwise?

A moment later, with faces changing drastically, they finally understood, looking at the Crown Prince in horror. He had never used his full strength from beginning to end, just a fraction of it. Although Ye Chen was strong, he was not strong enough to make the Crown Prince exert his full power.

Indeed, it made sense, the Crown Prince had already reached the level where he could make the Strength Monument burst forth with Purple Mist two years ago, and after two more years, with his monstrous talent, how could he merely have remained stagnant? He must have grown to an even higher level.

Upon this realization, everyone couldn’t help but gasp in awe, just how powerful had the Crown Prince become now?

Merely thinking about it was likely enough to make one’s scalp tingle with fear.

Ye Chen sneered, "You speak as if you’re already the best in the world, why not let me see for myself."

In response to Ye Chen’s irreverence, the Crown Prince couldn’t help but frown slightly, his voice cold, "You are still young, it’s very commendable that you’ve reached this step, able to turn the Strength Monument purplish through to the Heavenly Dome, sufficiently proving your potential. But you must understand that I reached this step two years ago, and the current me is far stronger than before."

"However, since you’ve mentioned it, I don’t mind letting you know the true strength of myself."

Having said that, the Crown Prince suddenly walked towards the Strength Monument, touching the pitch-black monument, causing everyone to be startled. Was he going to test his strength once more after a two-year hiatus?

Suddenly, everyone remembered a legend that had always circulated within the Xiafeng Academy, now unable to contain their excitement, nervously watching the Crown Prince.

The Strength Monument could produce seven kinds of glows—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple—which represented the strength one could unleash, with Purple Mist being the highest among them.

But legend had it that above Purple Mist was an eighth color, surpassing Purple Mist, unknown to anyone, yet once unleashed, it signified that one possessed a Divine stature.

But legends were after all legends, and in the thousand-year history of Xiafeng Academy, not a single person had reached that level.

Now, the appearance of the Crown Prince inevitably brought that legend back into their minds, once more stirring excitement. Could it really happen?

"Now, I will let you witness the eighth color that exists on the Strength Monument—"

As his voice fell, the Crown Prince’s aura suddenly changed, soaring to the skies as if a supreme monarch was descending upon the world, and with a fierce punch, he struck the Strength Monument.

Boom—

The Strength Monument suddenly trembled, and then there was a flash of Light Radiance in the sky above the monument, as six colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and indigo, quickly flickered into existence, followed by purple, once again sending Purple Mist up through the Heavenly Dome, impenetrable.

But Purple Mist was not the ultimate. At that moment, within the Purple Mist, a surprising transformation slowly emerged, as a dazzling Seven-colored Light surfaced, overshadowing all the Purple Mist, with the seven colors of brilliance bursting forth.

Everyone was shocked, the legend was indeed true; beyond the supreme Purple Mist existed an eighth color, and this color was the Seven-colored Light.

Boom—

At this moment, the name "Xia Yang" of the Crown Prince began to emerge on the Strength Monument in a blinding radiance, alarming everyone in the Royal Capital.

There was a legend that once someone unleashed the Seven-colored Light on the Strength Monument, they would achieve much more than just the Heavenly Divine Realm; they would be qualified to step into the forbidden Divine Domain, to govern the vast Tiandu and the rise and fall of the Infinite Land.

The Guu Yang Martial God, two Martial God Realm elders, the mysterious old man within the Royal Palace, and other powerful beings were all watching the Seven-colored Light spread across the sky, unable to hide their astonishment. The legend was indeed true.

Under the seven colors, compared to that, the Purple Mist that Ye Chen had previously produced seemed much dimmer by several magnitudes.

Because all this was incomparable.

No wonder the Crown Prince had such confidence; it turned out to be so.

Ye Chen also arrived in front of the Strength Monument at this moment, touching it, and said, "So there really is an eighth color."

With the Crown Prince beside her, Yang Yi regained her arrogance and snorted coldly, "Ye Chen, what are you doing? Do you really think you can produce the Seven-colored Light too? Better go back and look in a mirror, how could that be possible?"

"Why couldn’t it be possible?"

Ye Chen smiled slightly, then with a violent punch, the Strength Monument trembled, and another Seven-colored Light burst into the sky...