Primordial World: Chan Sect's Chief Disciple, Joins the Chat Group from the Start
Chapter 35

The Ancient King's Death

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The onlookers were all dumbstruck, utterly shocked by what they saw.

"Good heavens! Ye Hei is actually taking on an Ancient King with a cultivation level he only just reached after Severing the Dao!"

"That combat strength is truly terrifying!"

"That young man isn't some rising star of the Ji Clan at all. He's clearly an Imperial Son!"

"As expected of the son of the Void Great Emperor. He's never been inferior to anyone in his life—he's actually holding off three Imperial Sons all by himself!"

Seeing that Ji Zi had temporarily stopped Xu Huangdao and the other two, Ye Hei gave up on joining the fight and focused entirely on the Ancient King before him.

First, he drew on the power of heaven and earth to suppress and weaken his opponent. Then, with the Word 'Travel' Art beneath his feet, he charged at the Ancient King.

"Six Paths Samsara Fist!"

Ye Hei unleashed a devastating Six Paths Samsara Fist, and the entire world seemed to shift around it.

The Ancient King blanched and hurriedly raised his blade to block, but the punch still sent him flying. The web between his thumb and forefinger split, and blood ran from the wound.

Compared to unleashing all sorts of divine abilities, Ye Hei sometimes preferred this kind of close-quarters fight, where every punch landed flesh to flesh.

Once the Ancient King regained his footing, he immediately swung his sacred blade and fought back. But from the Dao Self True Form Diagram, Ye Hei had comprehended a trace of an aura that surpassed the entire Universe. His understanding of divine abilities and techniques now exceeded the ordinary.

With the Word 'Travel' Art beneath his feet, he moved at the utmost speed. Even the Ancient King couldn't track him and could only defend himself.

On the other side, with Xu Huangdao and the others no longer attacking him, Saint Prince once again launched a fierce assault on the Heavenly Emperor's Son. The black-gold iron staff in his hands seemed ready to smash the entire sky to pieces.

"Heavenly Emperor's Son, I told you that you'd die today. No one can save you!"

Saint Prince spoke in a low voice, his attacks growing more and more ferocious. His blood seemed ready to ignite.

Though his status was inferior to the Heavenly Emperor's Son's, he was still the Fighting Saint Emperor's son, and his uncle—a Great Sage—held the Immortal Iron Rod left behind by his father.

Apart from the Heavenly Emperor's Son's attendants, the other Ancient Tribes would dare do no more than stop Ye Hei. They absolutely wouldn't dare attack him.

"I am the child of an immortal! I possess an invincible bloodline and countless treasures. I will be invincible beneath the heavens! What do you have to compare with me?"

Seeing that all his allies had been held back, the Heavenly Emperor's Son grew fearful, but he still berated Saint Prince in a harsh voice.

"I may not have those treasures, but my father gave me the whole world!"

"He let me soar freely through the nine heavens above and explore the nine netherworlds below, setting foot on a true path to invincibility."

"But you're nothing but a coward who's lived under someone else's protection. You're destined to become a bleached bone on my Emperor's Path!"

Saint Prince was badly wounded, but his bearing remained as formidable as ever. He was determined to kill the Heavenly Emperor's Son.

Saint Prince's words cut like knives, ripping away the Heavenly Emperor's Son's bravado and exposing his weak Dao Heart. For a moment, he lost all composure.

As he struggled to fend off Saint Prince's attacks, he looked toward Xu Huangdao and the Ancient King, hoping they would come to his aid.

But Ji Zi's Great Void Technique was so masterful that Xu Huangdao and the other two were trapped as if mired in a swamp. They couldn't break free anytime soon.

The Ancient King, meanwhile, had been coughing up blood under Ye Hei's Six Paths Samsara Fist. His body was cracked all over, and he was in no position to save anyone.

Seeing that he couldn't gain the upper hand, the Ancient King grew increasingly agitated. He couldn't bear being suppressed by a human who had only just Severed the Dao when he himself was a king of the Ancient Tribes.

He suddenly unleashed all his divine power. The blood-red blade in his hands burst into blinding light, and he roared, preparing to use some forbidden secret technique for one final gamble. "Insect, die—"

But Ye Hei wasn't going to give him the chance to fight to the death.

Ye Hei urged the Word 'Fight' Art and manifested the Great Emperor Sword.

In the next instant, he held a golden sword in his hand. A dragon's head formed its point, its claws made the blade, and its tail became the hilt.

After he infused it with the supreme Sword Intent he had comprehended from the True Self Dao Form Diagram, the Great Emperor Sword erupted with sword energy so terrifying and razor-sharp that it could change the color of heaven and earth.

"Die!"

Ye Hei slashed. The surging sword energy turned tangible, carrying a power that could sweep away all before it and destroy everything. In an instant, it cleaved into the Ancient King.

The Ancient King didn't even have time to scream. His body melted away like snow beneath the blazing sun, erased from the world completely.

The entire scene fell silent. It was as if the only thing left between heaven and earth was Ye Hei, standing with his sword in hand.

"That defies all reason! It defies all reason!"

"Ye Hei really did kill an Ancient King despite only just reaching Immortal Three!"

The Saints of the various holy lands and the heads of the great families all sucked in a sharp breath, unable to believe what they were seeing.

The most shocked and incredulous of them all was Black Empress.

The others knew only that Ye Hei was incredible, not how incredible he truly was.

Black Empress, however, knew all too well that even Great Emperor Wushi hadn't been able to defeat his first Saint until he reached the sixth level of the God King realm.

As for Feng Clan Saintess Phoenix, her face was filled with bitterness. She was so regretful she could have torn her hair out.

She had once had a chance to marry a Great Emperor who would dominate the ages, but through her own ignorance and arrogance, she had snuffed out the good fortune her ancestors had won for her.

With the Ancient King dead, the Heavenly Emperor's Son's already wavering Dao Heart collapsed completely. He let one opening after another slip, and Saint Prince nearly smashed him into a bloody pulp.

Ye Hei stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the battle between Saint Prince and the Heavenly Emperor's Son. He had no intention of interfering.

By now, the Heavenly Emperor's Son posed no threat to him at all. He had no need to suppress his cultivation and fight him just to prove how strong he was.

After Ye Hei had forcefully slain an Ancient King, the other members of the Ancient Tribes who had wanted to help the Heavenly Emperor's Son were also cowed. None dared act rashly.

Over the next quarter of an hour, the Heavenly Emperor's Son's Dao Heart crumbled and his formation fell into disarray. Saint Prince beat him to pieces again and again, but his terrifying constitution let him recover repeatedly, like some unkillable cockroach.

But this recovery came at a cost: each time, it consumed part of his essence.

After resurrecting more than ten times, the Heavenly Emperor's Son finally couldn't hold on. Saint Prince struck him with his staff and smashed him into a rain of blood.

The Heavenly Emperor's Son's Nascent Soul turned into a streak of Five-Colored Divine Light and tried to flee, but Ye Hei stopped it with a single slap.

"You really do have a lot of good stuff!"

Ye Hei swept his Spiritual Sense over it and discovered countless rare treasures left by the Undying Heavenly Emperor hidden in the Heavenly Emperor's Son's Sea of Consciousness. A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Ye Hei, I'm the Undying Heavenly Emperor's son! You can't kill me. If you do, the Ancient Tribes—"

The Heavenly Emperor's Son threatened him in a harsh voice, but Ye Hei simply replied with two calm words:

"Annoying."

Ye Hei applied a little force with his right hand, and the Heavenly Emperor's Son's Nascent Soul was completely crushed.

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