Eternal Holy Emperor-Chapter 788 - 731: Who Do You Think You Are?

Atop the Divine Palace’s Heavenly Dome, within the vast, continuous Star River, fourteen giant hands suddenly appeared, pressing down directly.

Each hand, ancient and natural in appearance, seemed to contain the infinite Dao and principles between heaven and earth, endowed with the boundless authority of the Heavenly Dao.

The mere act of pressing down evoked an irresistible feeling among the fourteen young supreme powerhouses who had rushed forward, leaving them in disbelief.

Even those who had yet to make a move, Ye Chen, Will, Corpse-devouring Worm Emperor, Yuan Yang God King, and Void God King, all stared intently at these nine great hands.

How could they not understand that this was likely a measure left behind by the Dark Night Ancient Hall, maybe even the Dao hand of the Dark Night King himself, infused with a trace of his Dao presence, infinitely close to the Heavenly Dao, penetrating myriad Dao, exceedingly powerful, and enough to make even these peerless heavenly prides look pale in comparison.

"Break for me!"

The fourteen True King Level individuals naturally refused to submit, none of them inclined to be suppressed by a single hand—even if it was the Dark Night King’s. They all strived with mighty howls, resisting fiercely, unleashing terrifying auras, Divine Radiance stern, surging towards the sky, determined to annihilate these Dao hands.

Undoubtedly, they were extremely powerful, much more so than any typical Heroic Master.

Yet all their fearsome attacks naturally dissipated before even reaching those Dao hands, unable to draw near.

Moreover, these Dao hands pressed down from above, directly pinning the fourteen peerless young talents to the ground of the Divine Palace, who struggled and roared to the heavens in resistance.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain; these fourteen Dao hands, like the hand of a Divine being pressing down, intended to suppress all living creatures without exception.

Whoosh—

Ye Chen soared into the sky, instantly deploying his utmost speed, combining the Traversing Secret Technique with the Origin Mystery, his entire being condensing into a beam of ultimate golden light shooting forth.

A month of seclusion had already allowed Ye Chen, the Master of the Gulan World, to comprehend many mysteries, and now joined together, his speed was once again elevated.

Regrettably, this was already considered the limit, for the Traversing Secret Technique itself was a movement technique of extreme speed created by the Primordial Supreme. Had it not been for the Origin Mystery derived from the mythological fastest Immortal Bird, the Golden Winged Roc, grasping the secret of extreme speed and merging with it, it would be extremely difficult to improve even the slightest bit the Traversing Secret Technique, a Divine Art, without comprehending it to its utmost.

He wanted to dodge the Dao hand using his ultimate speed, rush towards the King’s Divine Statue, and obtain its secrets.

Boom—

Regrettably, the phrase ’a stone’s throw becomes a world away’ seemed to describe this moment perfectly. No matter how fast Ye Chen was, the instant he approached the King’s Divine Statue, his speed suddenly appeared to slow by many multiples, a short distance seemingly stretching infinitely, as if traversing a Great World in itself, impossible to cross in an instant.

How could this be?

A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Chen’s eyes.

At the same time, in the Star River, a Dao hand directly struck out.

Shaking Heaven Hand!

Without any hesitation, Ye Chen circulated the Combat Saint Technique, unleashing the Shaking Heaven Hand with the invincible will of the Combat Saint, as if intending to shatter the limitless heavens, resisting against one of the Dark Night King’s Dao hands.

Boom—

Although this could not possibly be the Dark Night King’s actual hand coming down, possessing only a strand of his power, it was still enough to destroy thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Almost in the instant of impact, Ye Chen was directly pressed to the ground by the Dao hand.

If the Ancient Hall was not built by the Dark Night King, it would have already crumbled to dust.

But the entire Ancient Hall was bathed in a faint glow, remaining intact.

Like the other True Kings, he should have been coughing blood from the corners of his mouth, suppressed by the hand of the Dao, struggling as he bent over, nearly prostrated on the ground.

If they were not all strong enough, any other young Heavenly Prides who came here would probably end only in a path of shattered bodies and bones.

Ye Chen let out a long howl, as his golden Blood Qi began to boil over, thundering resonantly. His Shaking Heaven Hand shone with a fierce white light, and his body immediately straightened up, almost reaching the sky. He raised his palm to strike the hand of the Dao and stepped on the floor of the hall.

Swoosh—

In an instant, Ye Chen executed his lightning-fast movement technique, sidestepping to avoid the hand of the Dao.

Boom, boom, boom—

The other dozen or so people were directly slapped away by the hand of the Dao, each of them sent flying backward, blood spilling from their mouths.

Immediately, the hand of the Dao dissipated with a puff, and specks of twilight light returned above the dome of the Divine Palace.

All True Kings were drenched in sweat, for the first time facing such an irresistible force, showing shock in their eyes.

At this moment, from within the ancient gate, a most terrifying figure appeared—it was the First Great Bandit, the Heavenly King Old Antique, appearing before the Ancient Hall, his aura concealed. Otherwise, the presence of a Heavenly King Level would be unbearable even for the True Kings.

He crossed his hands behind his back, and spoke indifferently, "To enter the Ancient Divine Domain, one must pass the trial of the Dao Will left by the Dark Night King. Once you touch the Divine Statue, you can enter the Ancient Divine Domain."

The powerhouses sighed softly, no wonder it was so difficult. It was the will of the Dark Night King making a move.

The trial seemed simple, only requiring a touch on the Divine Statue, but it was extremely difficult, for it was a strand of the Dark Night King’s Dao Will, possessing his infinite Dao philosophy, far deeper than the Dao Trace of a Heavenly King.

How could the hand of the Dao be so easily touched?

Thinking of this, everyone could not help but sigh. It had not been easy to enter the Divine Palace, and now they faced such a difficult barrier.

Inside Ye Chen, Holy Blood shone, exuding mighty vitality, repairing his injuries, restoring his calm composure.

But even faced with the hand of the Dao, someone as strong as he furrowed his brows.

At this moment, the Yuan Yang God King stepped forward, the Ten Layers of Divine Halos flowing through him as if piercing through ten mysterious worlds, with a boundless and mystical Qi Mechanism flowing continuously, making him appear supremely divine and saintly, each strand of hair beaming with radiant life.

At this moment, he looked at Ye Chen and smiled, "Combat Saint King, your Ancient Ring seems to have some connection to the King’s Divine Statue, why not use it?"

At this time, everyone remembered the event from before, the Ancient Ring of Elder Yan, belonging to the Combat Saint King, had emitted a ray of light, pointing at the King Stone Statue, witnessed by everyone.

Ye Chen’s brows tightened slightly, and he glanced at Yuan Yang God King. This seemingly detached person may have seemed light as a cloud, but his casual words had invisibly set up many enemies for him.

Indeed, a Holy Realm King immediately stood out, speaking coldly, "Yuan Yang God King is right, Combat Saint King, since your Ancient Ring is connected to the King’s Divine Statue, we hope for an explanation."

The others also turned their gaze towards Ye Chen, seemingly also expecting an explanation.

But Ye Chen just smiled, a brilliant smile, his white teeth dazzling, yet there was a chilling coldness, "Why should I explain, who the hell are you to demand that?"

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