Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 478 - 429: King’s Battle

Chapter 478: Chapter 429: King’s Battle

The Pyramid Altar was shrouded in mystery, the ancient coffin three zhang in size overflowed with an infinite oppressive force, and even stronger layers of gravity cascaded down continuously from the very top, crushing Changkong.

One by one, young kings appeared on the Pyramid Altar, each of them radiating Divine Radiance all over, endowed with divine potential as if deities had descended into the world, displaying terrifying potential, boiling Divine Power, encircling Daoist Rules protecting themselves, and surging toward the highest point.

Even though the gravity of the Pyramid Altar was incredibly formidable, these kings were powerful and unparalleled, each one resisting it. Even if they could not soar to the very top of the pyramid, they could rapidly climb, each step taken with immense stability, the surging gravity like wave after wave of terrifying tides, yet they stood like reefs that had withstood a thousand years, unshakable.

Other young elites took advantage of the moment when various Alien Demons were prostrating in worship to rush over, landing at the edge of the Pyramid Altar, not even beginning to climb, as the horrific gravity already pressed them down, rendering them immobile.

Even as they burned their inner Divine Power and exerted all their strength, they could only manage to climb with great difficulty.

At this moment, they also witnessed the vast chasm between themselves and the kings. Though all young, the gap between them was as different as heaven and earth, unimaginably vast.

Looking up at the silhouettes of the kings wrapped in Divine Light who still ascend rapidly even under such gravity, it was astounding, like Ancient Divine Mountains looming on the path to the Human Emperor, only to be looked up to, but impossible to climb, causing despair.

The Pyramid Altar towered into the clouds, more colossal than ordinary mountains, and the ancient coffin was incredibly extraordinary, with surging gravity constantly rushing down, the pressure becoming more atrocious the higher one went.

Having scaled not even half the distance, even the kings began to pale, the terrifying gravity bearing down such that even strong cultivators at the Divinity Transformation Realm would be crushed into a puddle of flesh, with no exceptions.

Each king began to mobilize their inner Divine Power to resist, the higher they climbed, the more astounding the Divine Power they displayed, with powerful King’s Laws encircling their bodies to continually offset the gravity.

Boom—

When the kings reached halfway, suddenly, a king attacked. It was a reserved, purple-haired king, wrapped in Purple Gold Divine Armor, magnificent and extraordinary, bursting with heroism, the Purple Light flickering, wielding a Divine Spear sweeping across the sky towards another king not far off, leaping twenty-odd zhang in one bound, astonishing all the mighty onlookers.

Under such gravity, not to mention other young elites, even young prodigies who had stepped into the Divinity Transformation Realm would find it difficult to move, yet he could leap such a long distance with a single bound, truly terrifying.

Is this the unparalleled terror of a king?

The Purple Armor King made his move, Purple Light surged, filled with swathes of King’s Laws, and the Purple Divine Spear, entwined with Purple Flames, struck across.

"Seeking death!"

The king who was attacked was the Beiming Palace King, with an ice-cold expression like snow, he bellowed, shaking the entire Pyramid Altar, and likewise displayed the Roc Divine Skill, with Beiming emerging, terrifying waves surging skyward, blocking the Purple Light, and a pair of Roc Divine Wings striking against the sky, colliding with it, with boundless Light of Destruction bursting forth, thundering mightily.

It wasn’t only there, but other kings, like Dao Chu, the Goddess of South Divine Mountain, and others, were also attacked by other kings, or took the initiative to strike. Because there was only one Dragon Sturgeon, no matter who it was, they all wanted to claim it for themselves, one person dominating, not allowing others to compete for it.

Upon the pyramid altar, a series of terrifying battles between kings erupted, with overwhelming divine powers clashing, leaving the young powerhouses below sighing in awe and despair.

Dao Chu let out a long howl as he was attacked by a heir of an immortal force, unleashing his full power. Even under the tremendous gravity, the traces of the Dao surged forth.

The Yin Yang Qi gave birth to and countered each other, evolving and attacking, clashing against that king in a duel that could only be described as earth-shattering.

The Beiming Saintess, the Dao Yan Saintess, and the goddesses of South Divine Mountain—all these peerless saintesses akin to fairy-like figures—faced terrifying crises. They were all powerful, unafraid to confront true kings head-on, each remarkable beauty displaying astonishing cultivation, their divine light piercing the heavens, striking continuously without pause.

One could say they were indeed powerful women, unparalleled in strength, and that held true even as females.

Ye Chen scanned the various king-level battlefields, finding that no other kings were launching attacks against him, as they were all too busy engaging in fierce battles to pay him any attention.

At this moment, Ye Chen also moved much faster, his whole body radiating with divine radiance that dispelled the relentless and terrible gravity pressing down on him. No matter how intense the gravity became as he ascended, he did not fear it, for his Treasure Body was strong enough to nullify it completely.

Boom—

Suddenly, a terrible onslaught of king divine power came his way, as Zhao Wudao and Canglan Saint Son charged forward, initiating an attack on him.

The cooperation of two kings was certainly terrifying as they struck from the sky.

"Hmph!"

Ye Chen let out a cold snort, his eyes flashing with cold electricity, as he too charged forward, a dark gold halberd appearing in his hands. He also combined this with the Void Technique, swinging the halberd with a thunderous impact, showcasing the battle.

"Boy, today shall be your burial ground. Even if you are killed here, it’s your own fault, and you can’t blame us. The Dragon Sturgeon is rare and everyone deserves a share. It’s just that during the struggle, we might accidentally kill you, and even the Taichu Saint wouldn’t blame us for that," said Zhao Wudao, operating the Divine Mirror that sent forth a terrifyingly intense beam of light, containing extreme heat capable of incinerating everything.

Swish—

Ye Chen executed the Reverse Space Eight Steps, and despite the significant restrictions on the pyramid altar, he was still able to move swiftly, dodging about ten zhang away, and went on the offensive, swinging his right Divine Fist and the Dark Gold Halberd in his left hand.

He clashed with the two young kings in a series of terrifying collisions, with swathes of Divine Radiance flickering and bursting in the sky.

However, at this moment, he still exercised restraint and did not display the might of the unmatched True King, because he sensed the presence of terrifying figures here. Perhaps there were other Immortal True Kings who had come, lying in wait, ready to strike at the climax.

When the time came, Ye Chen suddenly burst out in anger, unleashing an attack with a long howl. His right arm shook, and suddenly, a gigantic Heavenly Dragon roared across the heavens, a flood of blue light spreading as it struck a decisive blow across the face of Zhao Wudao, delivering a deathly final strike!