"Now that you've brought out this painting, you'll have to resolve the future crisis of True Water Palace Ruins." Staring at the black-robed old man, the person in the painting said to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen sucked in a deep breath and asked, "Senior, what does the crisis of True Water Palace Ruins represent? Is it the resurrection of the dead?"
"If only it were that simple!"
The person in the painting sighed.
"Senior, who are you?"
Ye Chen boldly asked.
"Yuan Canghai!"
"Yuan Canghai? Why does this name sound so familiar? " The black-robed old man's face revealed a bitter expression. Suddenly, his expression changed as he cried out in alarm, "Yuan Emperor, Yuan Canghai! You're Yuan Emperor?"
"Yuan Emperor?" Ye Chen was also startled. The last person to leave an imprint on the Emperor Scar Stele was Yuan Emperor. Yuan Emperor had an innate physique, and his Zhen Yuan could be said to be boundless. If the person in the painting was truly Yuan Emperor, it would be too outrageous.
The person in the painting faintly smiled, "Turns out there's still someone who remembers my name!"
The words of the man in the picture undoubtedly told Ye Chen and the black-robed old man that he was the last titled monarch of True Spirit Continent or True Spirit World who could leave his imprint on Emperor Scar Stele — Yuan Emperor.
"Senior, rest assured. If I have the ability, Ye Chen is willing to resolve the crisis of True Water Palace Ruins. If I don't, then senior has misjudged me."
Ye Chen solemnly said.
"Misjudged me? Hehe, you're quite honest." Yuan Emperor smiled.
The black-robed old man's expression changed several times. Ultimately, his expression turned sinister, "Even if you're Yuan Emperor, so what? The real Yuan Emperor is already dead. You're nothing but a projection left behind by him. You think you can defeat me with your projection?"
"Why don't you try?"
The Yuan Emperor stepped out of the painting and appeared in the real world. The ink marks on his body gradually faded away. At first glance, he didn't look any different from a real person. However, when he used his soul power to sense, he found that this body was a bit blurry and illusory.
"I'll give it a try. Watch me blow you up. Magic Mark Annihilation!"
When fighting with Ye Chen, the black-robed old man did not use any profound martial arts, but the image of the Yuan Emperor was different. Before knowing the opponent's strength, it was better to be more serious. Otherwise, if he was careless and suffered a great loss, it would not be worth it.
With a palm strike, a dark crack appeared in the void. It was like a brand that was about to be branded on the body of the Yuan Emperor. It was overbearing and powerful, and there was no way to dodge it.
Ye Chen squinted his eyes. If the black-robed old man had used a profound martial skill before, even with the Sky Scorpio Sword, he wouldn't have been able to block it. The gap was too big.
"Profound is too low!"
The projection of Yuan Emperor shook his head, pointed a finger at the dark crack, and then casually wiped it.
Puff!
The dark crack vanished like smoke in thin air, as if it had never existed.
"Damn it! Demonic Dao River!"
The black-robed old man roared and pushed his Zhen Yuan to the limit. His whole body emitted a dazzling black crystal light as he stretched out both of his hands, pushing toward the projection of Yuan Emperor. It was as if he was pushing a huge millstone, wanting to grind the projection of Yuan Emperor alive.
"Demons' martial skill?"
Watching the black river surging over and collapsing the space, the projection of Yuan Emperor's expression was indifferent as he punched out.
Bang!
The black river exploded, and black splashes filled the sky. It was as if a huge fountain had erupted between the two of them.
The might of the fist of Yuan Emperor's projection had already reached an extreme level, shocking the ancients and dazzling the contemporaries.
"Impossible! How can a projection be so powerful?" The black-robed old man was blasted away, gliding in the void for dozens of li before stabilizing his body.
"You're too weak! Low grade martial skill, low grade martial will … Is this the level of Life and Death Kings?"
The projection of Yuan Emperor stood with his hands clasped behind his back and said indifferently.
"Don't be too arrogant. Your era has long passed." The black-robed old man's long hair fluttered in the air as strange black patterns appeared on both of his hands, covering his entire palms. As the black patterns took shape, his aura abruptly soared. The frightening Zhen Yuan ripple caused the space to tremble and cracks to appear everywhere.
"Eh? I've already refined the supreme grade gloves into my body. Not bad."
Raising his brows, the projection of Yuan Emperor nodded.
"Die!"
The black-robed old man didn't care who the opponent was. As long as they obstructed him, they would die. He thrust out his palm, and an even deeper black crack imprinted itself on the projection of Yuan Emperor.
It was precisely Demonic Mark Destruction.
The projection of Yuan Emperor's expression didn't change. His figure flickered, and the space seemed to disappear as he retreated ten li. The black crack didn't imprint itself on the projection of Yuan Emperor. It merely remained in the void, not dispersing for a long time.
"Such means, such a movement!"
This was the first time Ye Chen saw two Life and Death Kings exchanging blows. The methods of the black-robed old man astonished him. He could actually leave a mark in the void that didn't disperse for a long time. If this mark was imprinted on a person's body, would they be tortured to death? On the other hand, Yuan Emperor's movement was simply unfathomable. His movements seemed to have already dispelled the boundaries of the void, making it impossible for the black-robed old man to lock onto him.
The black-robed old man was a hundred times more astonished than Ye Chen. He was extremely clear on the might of Demonic Scar Annihilation. This kind of move could only be resisted head-on, and couldn't be evaded. As long as the black crack locked onto one's life aura, it wouldn't stop until one died. Even if one hid in the void, it wouldn't work. Previously, when Yuan Emperor's projection destroyed the black crack with a finger, he could still accept it, because Demonic Scar Annihilation could be destroyed. But now, the projection of Yuan Emperor had actually evaded it, causing it to lose its target and imprint itself in the void.
"This body of mine has limited energy. I won't bother with you anymore. Sword, come." Yuan Emperor's projection, who had retreated ten li away, waved his hand. The Evil Vanquishing Sword on Ye Chen's waist automatically unsheathed and landed in the hand of Yuan Emperor's projection. Ye Chen didn't even have time to react.
"You want the Evil Vanquishing Sword?"
Ye Chen didn't understand. According to reason, the Sky Scorpio Sword was more powerful than the Evil Vanquishing Sword. With the Sky Scorpio Sword in hand, Yuan Emperor's projection could easily kill the black-robed old man.
Yuan Emperor's projection seemed to know Ye Chen's thoughts and said, "The Evil Vanquishing Sword contains the power of Evil Vanquishing, and is targeted at demonic humans. Moreover, that supreme grade sword of yours consumes too much Zhen Yuan. With my current body, I can't bear too much. Moreover, the Evil Vanquishing Sword is enough for me."
"So that's how it is."
Ye Chen nodded. This was Yuan Emperor's projection, not Yuan Emperor himself. He didn't have nearly inexhaustible Zhen Yuan. His energy was limited, and it would naturally be best if he could consume as little as possible.
"Void Yuan Chop!"
Holding the Evil Vanquishing Sword, Yuan Emperor's projection's gaze turned sharp. With a wave of his hand, the Evil Vanquishing Sword shot out an invisible sword Qi, chopping towards the black-robed old man's body.
"Ah!"
The black-robed old man roared. He couldn't even sense the trajectory of this sword, but his intuition told him that if he was hit by this sword head on, he would definitely die.
"Devil Flash!"
His body flickered. The black-robed old man's body flickered like a flickering star.
Puchi!
The invisible sword Qi chopped on the black-robed old man's illusory body, but it seemed to have missed. However, Ye Chen didn't think so, because blood splashed and a faint groan could be heard.
Just as he expected, the illusory body shattered, and a real arm fell off. It was crushed into a bloody mist by the sword Qi, then disappeared into nothingness.
In the distance, the black-robed old man's body appeared. His face was pale, and his right arm had already disappeared, looking extremely uncoordinated.
"Why? Why did I get hit?"
The black-robed old man was shocked. The Devil Flash was also a martial art of the Demons. Although the Demons' martial art didn't require one to cultivate profound, in fact, the Devil Flash still contained the power of space. It was just that the form was different from the space profound, but the essence was no different.
He thought that by using the Devil Flash, he would be able to escape, but his right arm was still chopped off.
Yuan Emperor curled his lips, "You're lucky. My current strength is far from the real me, and the Void Yuan Chop is my weakest move. Other martial arts consume too much energy."
Ye Chen was dumbfounded. The strength of the Yuan Emperor's projection was definitely far from the Yuan Emperor's. The gap was huge, and the Void Yuan Chop was his weakest move. Even so, the black-robed old man, who was a Demonic Human King, couldn't withstand a single blow from him. From this, it could be inferred how powerful the real Yuan Emperor was.
"However, I've already seen through your movement trajectory. This time, I'll destroy you!"
The Yuan Emperor's projection raised the Evil Vanquishing Sword for the second time, and lightly chopped.
"No!"
The black-robed old man fled in terror, falling into the void. But under the pursuit of the Void Yuan Chop, the space boundary became transparent. Ye Chen could even see the black-robed old man fleeing in the void. His expression was one of terror, wishing that his parents had given him an extra pair of legs.
"Such power, worthy of being the Yuan Emperor who shook the world in the past."
At this time, countless black petals fell from the void. These petals were only the size of copper coins, and they had clear lines and a soft texture. They were no different from real petals. These black petals were endless, falling from the sky like a rain of petals. And this rain of petals ignored the existence of the boundaries of space, falling into the outside world and then continuing to fall. The moment they touched the ground, they turned from solid to illusory, vanishing.
Puff!
Behind the black-robed old man, flower petals gushed out, and a beautiful woman wearing a gorgeous black robe suddenly appeared. This woman was extremely tall, and her eyes were a faint red. Her towering breasts were just right. She rubbed her right hand, and an invisible force surged out, then she waved it to the side.
Chi!
The invisible sword qi turned around and disappeared into the depths of the void.
"Great Patriarch!"
Hearing this voice, the black-robed old man's tense nerves relaxed, and a joyful expression flashed across his face. Then, he turned around and respectfully saluted the black-robed woman.
"The Chaotic Demon Sea's Great Patriarch, isn't he the Demonic Human Emperor?" Ye Chen secretly cursed. The Demonic Human Tribe was divided into clans. Generally, the Patriarch of a clan was the Patriarch. Only the Patriarch of the entire clan was called the Great Patriarch.
"Oh, a strong one came. Kid, you've offended a lot of people!" The Yuan Emperor's projection frowned, looking helplessly at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen smiled wryly, "What will come, I can't avoid it."
Obviously, the other side came for Murong Qingcheng. A mere Demonic Human Emperor wasn't worthy of coming personally.
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