Awakening a Divine Ability with a Single Thought-So What If They Had the Makings of Great Emperors?

The moment he said that, the entire crowd erupted!

No one had expected Ancestor Changqing to be so bold!

Chen Yuanba and the other two had already reached the Saint Realm.

Yet Ancestor Changqing was only at the peak of the Transcendent Realm.

Even if Ancestor Changqing had swept across an era as a Great Emperor prodigy a million years ago, Chen Yuanba and the others possessed talents that ranked among the very best!

Could he really win three against one?

Chen Lingfeng's expression changed drastically. It was not that he feared Chen Changqing would lose; he simply felt that, given Chen Changqing's seniority, these juniors had no right to raise a hand against him.

He hurriedly urged, "Ancestor, they're only juniors. How could they be qualified to fight you? That would be defying their elders and forgetting their place!"

"Exactly, Ancestor!" another Supreme Elder hastened to add. "These three juniors don't know how high the heavens are or how deep the earth goes. They're frogs staring up from a well. How could they understand your greatness?"

As for the old patriarch Chen Haotian, he stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes full of anticipation. He made no move to stop them.

He knew Chen Changqing too well. The boy seemed gentle and courteous, but pride ran deep in his bones.

Heh, this should be a good show!

Chen Haotian was delighted.

Since these three youngsters had thrown themselves into his path, Chen Changqing would certainly "teach" them a lesson and make them understand just what it meant for him to be the Chen Family's Sole Divine Son!

Chen Yuanba and the other two exchanged glances, unable to hide their hesitation.

They had actually intended to fight him one-on-one.

After all, Chen Changqing was only at the peak of the Transcendent Realm, a full realm below them.

With that gap in cultivation, he might not even beat one of them. How could he beat all three?

But Chen Changqing had said it himself. They could hardly insist on fighting one-on-one in front of the entire Chen Family, could they?

Wouldn't that make the ancestor lose face?

Then, thinking it over, the three decided it was worth a try. They could simply suppress their cultivation to the peak of the Transcendent Realm too.

If Ancestor Changqing could defeat all three at the same realm, they would wholeheartedly accept his position as Sole Divine Son.

A glance was enough for the three to understand one another.

And so—

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

All three leaped onto the arena and hovered in the air. They cupped their hands toward Chen Changqing and said together, "Ancestor, please grant us your instruction!"

Then—

Chen Yuanba struck first.

"Overlord Fist!"

He was like an ancient behemoth, his entire body brimming with powerful blood and vitality.

The instant his right fist shot out, a phantom Tyrant Body hundreds of feet tall materialized behind him.

His punch carried a towering will to battle that would never turn back. Wherever its force passed, space fractured inch by inch, and even the purple sun formed by an array above Purple Sun Peak dimmed.

Though he had suppressed his cultivation to the peak of the Transcendent Realm, that punch was still powerful enough to drain the color from an ordinary Saint Realm expert's face.

"Five Elements Annihilation Seal!"

"Flower-Picking Hand!"

"Nine Heavens Light-Splitting Sword!"

Chen Musen's face turned grave, his hands moving so fast they became blurs.

True essence of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth cycled through his palms. The five seals merged into a Five-Elements Millstone that bore down with the power to grind all things to dust.

Close behind it came a crystalline jade hand formed from countless spell runes. It plucked a flower as it descended, utterly silent, yet carrying terrifying power capable of shattering a soul.

Finally, a light-splitting sword phantom tore through the air. One became nine, and nine became ten thousand, until a vast curtain of swords enveloped all of Purple Sun Peak.

This was his frightening gift. With his Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart, he had cultivated all manner of spells to perfection and could unleash countless techniques with a single thought.

"Limitless Sword Dao!"

Chen Qingshuang refused to be outdone. With a sharp cry, she finally drew her sword.

In an instant, that sword light swallowed every color between heaven and earth, leaving only a bone-chilling expanse of frost-white.

Countless blades of Sword Rain poured down like the Milky Way from the nine heavens. Every sword gleam carried the supreme sword intent unique to her Innate Sword Bone, as though this strike would annihilate all creation.

At that moment—

Three of the Chen Family's finest prodigies of the present age joined forces and unleashed their ultimate techniques. The sight was magnificent.

It was as though all of Purple Sun Peak had become their stage!

They suppressed their cultivation?

The corner of Chen Changqing's mouth lifted. He could see at a glance that all three had limited themselves to the peak of the Transcendent Realm.

He shook his head but said nothing more.

Facing the terrifying onslaught that blotted out the sky, he neither retreated nor dodged. He merely raised his eyes.

In those eyes, deep as chaos, the fist force, spells, and sword gleams filling the sky were reflected in an instant.

Yet to him, these mighty Saint-Grade Ultimate Techniques held no secrets at all.

The sovereign will within Overlord Fist; the cycle of generation and restraint in Five Elements Annihilation Seal; the vision of myriad arts springing from a smile over a plucked flower in Flower-Picking Hand; the sword laws that split one into countless forms in Nine Heavens Light-Splitting Sword; and the supreme sword intent unleashed by Chen Qingshuang's Innate Sword Bone...

Mysteries others could only gaze upon from afar became clear to him in a single thought, before his terrifying power of comprehension accumulated over a million years.

More than that—

In the blink of an eye, he built upon them, brought forth something new from the old, and instantly comprehended corresponding divine abilities.

"Excellent!"

Chen Changqing laughed freely, his green robe snapping in the wind.

He raised a hand and curled his fingers into a fist. A phantom fist quietly took shape.

"Today—"

"I'll show you what a Divine Ability Method is!"

His words fell.

Chen Changqing threw a punch!

"Divine ability—Gods and Devils Open Heaven."

That punch stirred no true essence, drew in not a trace of heaven-and-earth spiritual energy, and did not even raise a whisper of wind.

Yet the instant he struck, the phantom of a towering giant three thousand feet tall rose behind him, wreathed in Chaos Qi like a primordial god or devil who had split heaven from earth.

The giant's features were indistinct. Only its eyes shone like the sun and moon as it looked down upon all living things as ants.

Chen Yuanba's phantom Tyrant Body, hundreds of feet tall, looked like a child's toy before the Chaos Giant.

The fist had yet to arrive, but its force was already upon him.

Chen Yuanba's pupils contracted. An unprecedented sense of mortal danger exploded from the depths of his soul.

He had no time to think. Instinctively, he drove his Azure Heaven Tyrant Body to its limit and crossed his arms before his chest. His blood and vitality erupted like a volcano, forming a crimson shield a hundred feet thick in front of him.

But the Chaos Giant's fist smashed through everything in its path.

Crack—

The hundred-foot blood shield shattered inch by inch like glass. The phantom Tyrant Body was pierced by a single punch and exploded into a rain of light.

Chen Yuanba felt an irresistible force crushing him from every direction, as though the whole world were collapsing onto him beneath that fist.

He shot backward like a meteor and slammed into a barren mountain beyond Purple Sun Peak. The impact gouged a pit hundreds of feet deep, sending dust billowing into the sky.

Only when the dust thinned did the crowd see what lay at the bottom.

Chen Yuanba's armor had been shattered. The skin along both arms was cracked, and blood dripped from his fingertips.

The Azure Heaven Tyrant Body, famed for its powerful physique, had been injured so badly by a single punch.

The entire crowd fell deathly silent.

But—

Before anyone could recover, Chen Changqing had already shifted the seal formed by his right hand.

"Divine ability—Five Elements Seal."

He struck with his palm, and five-colored radiance burst from it. This was no spell formed by merging five seals as Chen Musen had done. The forces of the Five Elements Origin intertwined directly, becoming a Five-Elements Millstone that blotted out the sky.

Chen Musen's expression changed dramatically.

Born with a Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart, he sensed spells far more keenly than ordinary people. That was precisely why he understood the terror within that Five-Elements Millstone better than anyone.

The gulf between the two was like a firefly beside the bright moon.

"Myriad Laws Returning Origin Shield!"

"Immovable Wisdom King Barrier!"

"All-Heavens Star-Dipper Formation!"

Almost by instinct, Chen Musen unleashed seven defensive spells in succession, surrounding himself with layer upon layer of barriers.

But when the Five-Elements Millstone bore down, all seven defenses—each capable of withstanding a Saint King's strike—shattered one after another like paper.

Immediately after—

Chen Changqing flicked a finger.

"Divine ability—One Thought, Flower-Picking."

A Green Lotus bloomed at his fingertip. Its petals drifted down, turning into crystalline light that filled the sky.

Chen Musen's mind went blank. It was as though an invisible hand had gently plucked away every thought he had, leaving him frozen in place.

Bang!

He was sent flying and rolled dozens of times across the ground before finally stopping.

He struggled up onto one knee, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His blue-gray robe hung in tatters, and he looked utterly wretched.

"Divine ability—Nine Light-Splitting Swords."

Chen Changqing's voice was calm as water. He pointed into the air.

Nine sword gleams shot from his fingertip. Countless strands of sword intent became a surging river of Sword Qi that swallowed the patch of space Chen Musen had just occupied.

Countless bottomless fissures were carved into the ground. Even the Great Saint-level array patterns protecting the arena teetered on the brink of collapse beneath this strike.

At almost the same moment—

"Divine ability—Sword Shattering the Firmament."

He pressed two fingers together like a sword and slashed through the air at Chen Qingshuang.

After fully comprehending the sword laws within Chen Qingshuang's Limitless Sword Dao, he had built upon them to create this new sword divine ability.

A sword light crossed the sky. There was no overwhelming storm of Sword Rain, no fierce spectacle of frost filling the heavens.

There was only one sword gleam, sharp beyond measure!

One sword struck, and the gates of heaven opened.

Chen Qingshuang grunted. The Saint Weapon sword in her hand, no low-grade blade, let out a strained wail as cracks spread across it.

The protective treasures on her body burst one after another. One, two, three... A full seven were reduced to dust in the same instant.

She flew backward like a kite with its string cut. Just before she hit the ground, she drove her sword into the earth and forcibly stopped herself.

Kneeling on one knee, she trembled slightly where she gripped her sword. The skin between her thumb and forefinger had split, and blood ran down the hilt.

But she stubbornly raised her head, disbelief written across her cool eyes.

"How is this possible?"