Today, Every Last One of You Dies Here

Is this ever going to end?

Jiang Taichu stared at the scene, his mind reduced to a bowl of mush.

As for Mu Chen and the others, they were already trembling like leaves.

They were not fools.

They could naturally sense that the newcomers were hardly weaker than Chen Badao.

More importantly, there was not just one of them, but a full sixteen.

They just did not know who these people had come for.

Meanwhile, Chen Hongmian and Chen Wudi instinctively shielded Chen Wen behind them.

Fuck...!!!

These people couldn't have come for me, could they?

A terrifying thought immediately rose in Chen Wen's mind.

"Hey, Sister Shaozi."

"Didn't you say the Destiny Crucible could conceal heavenly secrets?"

"I've only been showing off for half an episode, and I've already been found out?"

"Don't you think you bragged a little too hard?"

Clearly, Chen Wen believed enemies had been drawn here because his Chaos Sequence Body had been discovered.

"First, it's the shao from peony, not the shao from ladle."

"Second, this isn't the Destiny Crucible's problem. You yourself offend the Heavenly Mandate."

"Third, call me Sister Shaozi again, and I'll smash your head open."

"What do you mean, I myself offend the Heavenly Mandate?" Chen Wen was dumbfounded.

"Ask your parents." Xian Hongshao replied coolly.

I...

Couldn't you just explain it more clearly?

Chen Wen was completely numb.

Perhaps noticing the change in Chen Wen's expression,

Chen Hongmian said leisurely, "Some things can't be explained in just a sentence or two. But don't worry—with us here, no one can hurt you."

"Now it's your father's and mother's battlefield. We just need to watch." Chen Wudi chimed in.

Just as Chen Wen was about to ask what they meant, the ceaselessly churning phenomenon between heaven and earth interrupted his thoughts.

Chains of laws began surging across the sky, interweaving and reflecting one another without end.

At first glance, they appeared mottled and chaotic, yet they carried an ancient, mysterious Dao rhythm of the Heavenly Mandate.

When the laws evolved to their utmost limit and sealed off the entire world, the sixteen rifts finally began to split wider.

The next instant, towering men and women wreathed in overwhelming auras and vast radiance stepped out from within.

The instant they entered the Ancient Yuan Realm, the entire realm began shaking violently, while endless Spatial Turbulence boiled.

Had the laws of the Heavenly Mandate not been established beforehand, the Ancient Yuan Realm would already have collapsed.

The gazes of these sixteen men and women were as deep as seas, looking down upon all creation. They seemed noble and supreme, too lofty for anyone to look up to.

The cultivators kneeling below were filled with nothing but boundless terror.

At this very moment, they truly felt like grains of sand in the world—tiny and powerless.

Chen Badao and Ye Chenyan suddenly moved, shooting into the air as their auras swept outward.

One was wreathed in Heavenly Thunder, with countless bolts roaring and raging wildly.

The other burned with Heavenly Fire, clusters of flames surging and rampaging in all directions.

Each upheld half the sky, facing the sixteen experts ahead from afar without yielding an inch, an invisible standoff forming between them.

An old man with crane-white hair and the face of a child, standing at the very front, finally spoke. "Chen Badao, you have crossed the line."

This old man came from the Destiny Imperial Clan, the Dragon Clan. His name was Long Aotian.

Yet compared to Chen Badao, he commanded greater prestige within the Dragon Clan and even among all Destiny Factions.

This was due, first, to his seniority; second, to his personal strength; and third, to his impartial conduct.

The last time Chen Wen had been forced into exile, it had also been handled by Long Aotian.

Clearly, he had come to settle the matter this time as well.

Chen Badao said blandly, "That's right. I crossed the line."

His attitude was utterly casual, as though saying, What can you do about it?

"Impudence!" Long Aotian barked in a deep voice.

Boundless thunder suddenly erupted from Chen Badao's eyes. "Then I'll be impudent. What can you do about it!"

Long Aotian stared fixedly at Chen Badao. "Do you know what you're doing?"

"No one knows better than I do."

As he spoke, Chen Badao's voice turned low and distant. "Do you know what the two things I regret most are?"

"First, I failed to protect my son and let him spend sixteen years without a father or mother."

"Second, I failed to protect my wife and let her slap her own face behind my back."

"As a father, I failed."

"As a husband, I still failed."

Then Chen Badao suddenly raised his voice. "For this day, I've waited a full sixteen years."

"Today, every last one of you dies here."

BOOM!

As his words fell, the aura of a Half-step Great Emperor erupted wildly—and continued soaring at breakneck speed.

Ye Chenyan glanced at her husband and released all the power within her as well.

Long Aotian's eyelids twitched.

He could feel Chen Badao and Ye Chenyan's utter fearlessness.

And besides, when had these two become this powerful?

Soon, Long Aotian's gaze passed over the pair and landed on Chen Wen.

At this moment, Chen Wen's eyes were bloodshot, his fists clenched tight.

Chen Badao and Ye Chenyan's scorching love moved him, filling every inch of his body with surging emotion.

With family like this,

even if he died here today, his transmigration would not have been in vain.

Hm?

The origin of the Desolate Slaughter Body had been drained?

Long Aotian quickly confirmed Chen Wen's current condition.

As for the Chaos Sequence Body, it had long since been concealed by the Destiny Crucible.

With merely the cultivation of a Half-step Great Emperor, Long Aotian naturally could not see through it.

Long Aotian slowly withdrew his gaze and turned it once more toward Chen Badao and Ye Chenyan. "I understand your feelings, but rules are rules."

"Your son was born as a Fate Tribulation. That is an ironclad fact. Death is his only destination."

"Last time, because your two lineages fought hard for him, he was allowed another sixteen years of life."

"To live sixteen extra years was already a tremendous blessing. There is no need for you to cling to this so stubbornly."

"Think of your lineages. To be granted the Heavenly Mandate is the greatest glory of our kind."

"For the sake of one son, are you truly willing to disregard the foundation your entire lineages have built over tens of thousands of years?"

The people present were also utterly shocked.

Only now did they understand the whole story.

So Chen Wen had been cast down because he had been born a Fate Tribulation.

A Fate Tribulation! It was said that such a person could overturn the Heavenly Mandate and bring about a world-ending disaster.

That was why such a person absolutely could not be allowed to live. Otherwise, they would surely be the ones to suffer in the future.

So that's how it is.

No wonder these bastards are determined to get rid of me.

Chen Wen ground his teeth, roaring inwardly.

"To hell with that foundation. Every last one of you dies!"

Chen Badao roared deeply and charged forward.

Thunder roared around him, crashing down from the skies as bolt after bolt of Tribulation Lightning collided.

At the same time, an invisible law rapidly took shape, layer upon layer of Emperor might blooming forth and continuously crushing the entire world.

For a moment, heaven and earth echoed without end, as though growling low, as though roaring in fury.