254: Chapter 254 You'll Never Get the Emperor's Blood!

Chapter 254: You Shall Not Obtain the emperors blood! "Bing Yan, watch out!"

The thin, withered old man let out a sharp roar and formed hand Seals with both hands. A silvery-white ice wall suddenly rose between Ye Chen and the old man in silver armor. The ice wall was three zhang thick, its surface covered in dense, frosty runes.

However, Ye Chen merely pressed his hand against it casually.

"Crack—"

The ice wall began to shatter from the point where Ye Chen's fingertips touched it. Cracks spread wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering the entire ice wall in the blink of an eye, before it exploded with a thunderous boom, turning into ice shards that scattered across the sky.

The thin, withered old man was struck by the rebounding force, causing him to spew a mouthful of blood. He flew backward, crashing into the cracked cliff face and sending rocks flying everywhere.

Taking advantage of this brief moment of respite, the old man in silver armor retreated rapidly, putting dozens of zhang of distance between himself and Ye Chen.

Cold sweat poured down his forehead like rain, and his robes were soaked through on his back.

The thin, withered old man struggled to stand up from the rubble, blood dripping from his fingertips and hissing as it hit the scorching ground.

He gritted his teeth, his white hair disheveled, and his cloudy old eyes filled with disbelief.

"How is this possible... How could his strength be so formidable?"

The old man in silver armor did not answer. He merely stared fixedly at the dark red figure standing with hands behind his back below the altar, his knuckles gripping the broken blade turning white.

Rumor had it that Ye Chen had been trapped at the Peak of the Saint King Realm for a thousand years. Although he was known as the "Number One Person Below the Quasi-Emperor," he was, after all, still in the Saint King Realm.

The two of them, both powerhouses at the Peak of the Saint King Realm, had joined forces, yet they had been beaten by Ye Chen without any ability to fight back.

This was truly terrifying.

"Could it be that he has already made a Breakthrough to Quasi-Emperor?" the old man in silver armor asked with a tone of shock and suspicion.

The thin, withered old man shuddered, suddenly looking up at the dark red figure, his pupils constricting sharply: "Impossible! The imperial path is broken, and the Heavenly Dao is flawed. How difficult it is to become a Quasi-Emperor; how could he possibly..."

Halfway through his sentence, he found he could not continue.

If Ye Chen was not a Quasi-Emperor, why was he so powerful?

Or was it that they, at the Peak of the Saint King Realm, were simply too weak?

Ye Chen stood in front of the altar with his hands behind his back, his dark red robes remaining perfectly still amidst the surging heat waves.

He tilted his head slightly, glanced at the two disheveled figures, and a cold curve appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Trash remains trash!"

He no longer paid them any mind and turned to reach for the emperors blood.

Seeing this, a flash of ruthlessness crossed the eyes of the old man in silver armor.

"Ye Chen, do not get cocky!" he roared hoarsely, his voice raspy and filled with determination. "We may not be your match, but this Northern Plains is definitely not ruled by your Tiansha Abyss!"

He turned to look at the thin, withered old man. The two exchanged a glance, and a resolute light burst forth from their cloudy old eyes simultaneously.

The next moment, they moved in unison.

The old man in silver armor poured all of his remaining spiritual energy into his palms, his hands forming an extremely ancient Seal.

It was an ancient Seal shaped like an ice crystal. The moment the Seal was formed, the silvery-white light around his body surged, as if condensing all the cold air from the entire shattered firmament into this single strike.

The thin, withered old man bit the tip of his tongue and spat out three mouthfuls of vital blood. In the air, they transformed into three dark red blood talismans. The talismans linked together, forming a dense web of light that enveloped the old man in silver armor's ice crystal Seal.

The two joined forces and pushed this power, which had condensed all their life's effort, toward the top of the altar!

"Go!"

Ye Chen's pupils constricted slightly.

He realized that these two were not attacking him; their target was actually the drop of emperors blood floating at the top of the altar.

He reacted extremely quickly, his body moving to intercept them.

However, the old man in silver armor's ice crystal Seal had already touched the twisted spatial barrier surrounding the emperors blood.

"Hum—"

A dull, distant vibration spread from the top of the altar in all directions.

The vibration was unlike the explosion of colliding spiritual energy; it was more like the resonance emitted when some ancient Seal was activated.

The crimson-gold light on the surface of the emperors blood surged violently, like a rising sun, illuminating the entire shattered Secret Realm as bright as day.

Those dense runes moved wildly, as if countless crimson-gold Dragons were churning on the surface of the blood.

Immediately after, the drop of emperors blood seemed to be pushed by an invisible giant hand, breaking free from the shackles of the altar and turning into a golden rainbow that shot toward the outside of the Secret Realm!

Fast! It was fast to the extreme!

When the golden rainbow streaked across the Void Realm, the scorching, extreme aura of the Emperor Dao caused the shattered cliff walls in the Secret Realm to begin melting and flowing. Magma surged from the cracks, dyeing the entire space like a furnace.

"What?!" Ye Chen's expression changed drastically, rage surging in his narrow, dark red eyes.

He had painstakingly snuck into the Secret Realm to seize the initiative and take the emperors blood before anyone else could react.

Although he was confident in his formidable strength, invincible among those of the same realm.

He also knew that there were many hidden powerhouses in this world.

With the emperors blood having appeared, those old guys at the Peak of the Saint King Realm would definitely not sit still.

If this emperors blood appeared within everyone's line of sight, it would be difficult for him to seize it again.

But he still had not expected that just as the emperors blood was about to be in his pocket, it had actually been pushed away by these two working together?!

"You are courting death!" Ye Chen turned his head abruptly, his gaze shooting toward the two old men in silver armor like a blade.

The old man in silver armor was full of mockery.

"Hehehe..." He looked up at Ye Chen, a smile of relief hanging on the corner of his mouth. "Ye Chen, although you are strong, there are more than just the two of us in this Northern Plains. If you want the emperors blood, it will not be that easy!"

The killing intent around Ye Chen condensed into something almost tangible. The temperature of the entire Secret Realm seemed to plummet, and the surging magma dimmed for an instant.

"You think this can stop me?" Ye Chen spoke slowly, his voice raspy and low. There was not much emotional fluctuation, but it carried a chill that made people's spines turn cold. "Even if the emperors blood leaves the Secret Realm, I will still take it back piece by piece. As for you two—"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from where he stood.

The next moment, Ye Chen's figure had already appeared in front of the old man in silver armor, his five fingers formed into a claw, striking directly at his throat.

"Puchi!"

A line of blood sprayed out. A deep wound, visible to the bone, appeared on the old man in silver armor's neck. Blood surged like a fountain, staining the cracks in his silvery-white armor dark red.

The old man in silver armor widened his eyes, and until his death, he did not utter another word.

Ye Chen shook the blood off his hand, not even looking at the fallen corpse, and turned his head to look in the direction of the Secret Realm entrance.

The golden rainbow had completely disappeared into the horizon, but that aura of the Emperor Dao remained like a bright lamp, leaving a golden trail in the Void Realm that stretched for hundreds of miles.

"Want to run?" A cold, sinister curve appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth. "In this world, there is nothing that I cannot catch."

His figure flashed, and he also turned into a dark red stream of light, chasing in the direction where the golden rainbow had disappeared.

Meanwhile—

Outside the Secret Realm, above Beiming City.

The moment the golden rainbow broke through the sky of the small Secret Realm, almost every Cultivator in Beiming City looked up simultaneously.

That imperial might poured down from the sky like a tangible wave, pressing down on countless Cultivators until their knees went weak, making even breathing difficult.

"The emperors blood! It is the aura of the emperors blood!"

"The emperors blood has appeared! Quick, chase it!"

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