Chương 722: Chapter 721: Did Ye Chen Make a Mistake?

Extreme Dao Weapons, especially high-grade ones, served as hard currency in the Mahayana Realm. No cultivator could have too many. Now, with a warehouse full at his disposal, Ye Chen swept his gaze over them—scattering like stars in his cave heaven. Every variety imaginable. Armors, immortal robes, weapons, war chariots. Once the Heavenly Emperor War Chariot restored and gifted to Yan Qingcheng, the feedback would likely yield immortal artifacts—unusable for now.

He'd simply pluck a replacement chariot to tide him over. In this way, the pair spent a week traversing the third realm to reach the Immortal Path's fourth. Mendicants awaited at the teleportation array beside it, pointing Ye Chen toward the path. The Heavenly Demon Clan's secret realm lay not far—a half-day's journey at most. Ye Chen and Luo Bingling confirmed it, then rocketed onward....

"He's here!" In the void above, the three calmly seated Undying Celestial Phoenix half-saints raised their eyes, peering into the distance. A war chariot ablaze with divine fire carved twin trails of flame across the sky, thundering from the horizon. Within the secret realm, Yao Yuezhi and the others' eyes gleamed with anticipation.

"My brother-in-law's arrived! Little Peacock King, prepare to charge out—we'll seize the chance to flee." Yao Yuekong's excitement surged; Ye Chen's mere presence instilled security. Among the three, he trusted Ye Chen's prowess most. The Little Peacock King pursed his lips but harbored no other schemes. He planned to burst from the secret realm at the first opening, assisting Ye Chen. Nearby, countless cultivation world denizens had converged from afar to spectate.

The Heavenly Emperor heir pitted against the Undying Celestial Phoenix powerhouses. This promised a world-shaking clash. It might even unveil the successor's limits. And battles involving Ye Chen sold recording stones like hotcakes—top sellers in the cultivation world. No one would miss a chance to profit.... Under the gaze of countless eyes, the three semi-saints rose indifferently, peering at Ye Chen from afar. The central one lifted his hand calmly.

In an instant, a wisp of divine fire ignited at his fingertip, forming a true phoenix shadow that surged toward Ye Chen with world-shattering incineration. This flame phoenix terrified all. The void scorched into liquid, beginning to flow. Onlookers gasped at the pinnacle half-saint's might from a top clan. Yet facing this assault, the arriving Ye Chen showed no reaction. He merely held Luo Bingling's slender waist lightly. Driving the war chariot straight into the charge.

"Boom..." The chariot clashed with the phoenix; divine fire erupted, exploding violently. In the next moment, Ye Chen and Luo Bingling pierced through the flames unscathed, hurtling toward the trio. The horrifying divine fire seemed to leave no mark on Ye Chen. This sight shifted the three men's expressions. Though aware of Ye Chen's feats, his lower realm had bred some disdain. But this single collision banished it—they now regarded him seriously. Still, they felt no dread.

Three half-saints united—if they couldn't slay one early Third Realm King, self-execution beckoned. Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author's consent. Report any sightings. One raised his hand, summoning a dragon-horn halberd—an upper-grade Extreme Dao Weapon. It hummed with immortal tones of the great dao as he swung, boiling killing intent crashing toward Ye Chen's skull.

The other two joined forces, unleashing a terrifying true phoenix treasure technique; hundreds of wing-spanning, sky-obscuring phoenixes flooded forth. They set heaven and earth ablaze, scorching the void around Ye Chen to nothingness—forcing him into inescapable peril. The three coordinated flawlessly. Their opening salvo unleashed ultimate kill moves. No trace of underestimation—they aimed for swift resolution. Yet aboard the chariot, the approaching Ye Chen remained serene.

One hand still circled Luo Bingling's waist. With a thought, divine light bloomed from his brow. Hundreds of mountain-sized true dragons erupted instantly, meeting the dread phoenixes head-on. Meanwhile, Ye Chen's free hand rose. The Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod materialized, its slaughterous aura piercing the heavens. Multiplier Secret activated; the staff swelled against the wind, smashing toward the incoming dragon-horn halberd. Ye Chen's physique held monstrous power.

Amplified by Multiplier Secret, the collision shattered stone and rent the sky—the entire fourth realm quaked. In the next breath, the high-grade Extreme Dao Weapon's dragon-horn halberd exploded. The Undying Celestial Phoenix Clan's half-saint's arms and immortal robe shredded alongside. Countless phoenix blood droplets sprayed; he retreated in utter shock. This scene stunned all. One strike nearly felled a half-saint? In such a short time apart, why had the Heavenly Emperor heir grown even more terrifying?

A peak half-saint, no less!

"This kid's physique is truly terrifying—feels like he's surpassed the Heavenly Emperor of old."

"His dao arts and divine abilities are ferocious too—the True Dragon Treasure Technique perfected to the extreme."

"Indeed, the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo!" The three men's faces hardened further. The wounded half-saint's regeneration proved astonishing; in a blink, his arms regrew seamlessly. They charged Ye Chen in unison. Ye Chen sat unmoved aboard the war chariot, his Compliant Golden-Hooped Rod swelling or shrinking at will. Each sweeping strike carried overwhelming force—even the stirred gales uprooted immortal mountains by the roots. The onslaught proved unimaginably fierce.

The Undying Celestial Phoenix Clan's physiques fell short of nothing. Yet they dared not clash head-on, dodging desperately. After all, one swing from Ye Chen had shattered an high-grade Extreme Dao Weapon. Who dared claim their body outlasted such an Extreme Dao Weapon?

"Clang..." Despite their utmost evasion, another grazed the hem of his robe. In an instant, half his body caved inward. This forced the trio to retreat once more, unwilling to close distance—they bombarded from afar. Their dao and laws terrified, amplified by innate divine abilities, surging with inconceivable might. They nearly reduced the surrounding hundred li to barren desolation. Ye Chen, reflecting on his prior battle with the Holy Prince, realized feigning weakness proved futile.

Those bold enough to come would charge regardless of your might. Those timid? No amount of play-weak would draw them. Thus, he sought only swift resolution. With a thought, terrifying cave heaven power stirred around him. A portal yawned instantly at Ye Chen's side, devouring toward the three. The cave heaven opened swifter than any small world. Should it swallow them, one stroke ended all. The three saints gaped in astonishment at the sight. But in the next breath, delight gleamed in their eyes.

"As expected of a fresh cave heaven—committing the rookie king's classic blunder, ever eager to trap foes within."

"Undying divine fire counters cave heavens utterly—entry spells its core's annihilation."

"We can enter, but beware supreme kill arrays; the successor's foundations run deep."

"Two inside: one disarms the array, one shatters the cave heaven."

"I'll activate the divine array outside, pinning him—assault from within and without, no spare attention." The three, seasoned beyond measure, devised their plan in a flash. One unleashed a treasure technique, shifting to his true form and drifting away. The other two faced the encroaching portal—not fleeing, but charging in with smiles...