Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 494 - 445 Royal Clan Transformation Magic

Chapter 494: Chapter 445 Royal Clan Transformation Magic

Dragon against tiger fights?

No, it was more like Ye Chen performing a total suppression.

By this point in the battle, he seemed to be reviving the battle blood that had lain dormant within his body. His war intent roared tumultuously, his whole being continuously boiling with spiritual energy. Every single pore was emitting dazzling Coronas of light as his divine power flowed astonishingly.

Boom—

Under the collision of spectacular divine lights, Ye Chen passed through like a human-shaped True Dragon, shaking the heavens as he moved, bringing with him patches of fresh blood, and in his hand, he grabbed a large chunk of flesh and Scale Armor from the opponent.

Bang—

A splash of fresh blood flew, Zagoro almost had his entire head severed, only a thin layer of bloody skin remained connected, nearly being slain right there. His left chest too was torn, marred with numerous wounds, with copious amounts of Demon Blood splashing out, a sight that terrified onlookers.

Zagoro’s vitality started to falter, having suffered the most grievous injuries since his birth, and even burning his potential was useless, he simply wasn’t a match for the Human Clan’s Genius.

He was filled with horror, wondering why Ye Chen’s strength seemed increasingly terrifying as the battle progressed, far stronger than when it had first begun.

Boom—

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Chen once again swung his Divine Fist, smashing Zagoro’s other arm and even tearing off two bat wings, bringing with them chunks of flesh, glistening and jet-black, with a hint of Dark Gold coursing through.

"Save me!" Zagoro called out to the Red Monster for help.

The Red Monster was trembling with fear, wanting to help Zagoro because it clearly understood that once Zagoro was slain, its own fate would not be any better, likely to be directly suppressed by the two Human Clan Geniuses combined.

But Ye Gucheng was too powerful, directly blocking him and even employing sufficiently powerful Divine Skills to restrain him, leaving him completely powerless.

Boom—

Ye Chen’s myriad of Supreme Divine Skills erupted, a series of attacks followed, divine powers exploded continuously, the sounds of "bang, bang" were unceasing, and all heavens trembled.

Finally, Ye Chen shot through the sky, roaming freely between heaven and earth, leaving a demonic body covered in terrifying, bloody wounds to fall into the dust, motionless, with Demon Blood tarnishing the ground.

And in his hand, was the head of Zagoro, now separated from its body.

Zagoro was immensely terrified, never expecting this young warrior from the Human Clan to be so outrageously powerful. He was from the Royal Clan of the Alien Race, very rare and not exceeding ten members per generation, yet possessing the powerful potential of ancient kings running in their blood. Although not comparable to the Supreme Bloodline, it was still extremely powerful.

Furthermore, he was a Divinity Transformation Realm warrior of the Alien Race, standing a Great Realm higher than the Human Clan’s Genius in front of him, but now found himself no match in the fierce battle.

The formidable and terrifying potential of this Human Clan’s Genius, fearsome enough to rival the Immortal Clan’s Geniuses, brought him the despair of death.

Ye Chen’s hand firmly clutched Zagoro’s head, which under his Divine Skills, was only the size of a normal human head, his five fingers tightly gripping, with such force that the scales covering the head cracked bit by bit, causing Zagoro such pain that he thought his head would shatter.

"Is this the strength of your so-called Royal Clan?" Ye Chen shook his head, "Disappointing. The battle blood within me had just begun to boil, and it’s already over. This so-called Royal Clan is nothing more than this."

Ye Chen’s faint words were filled with regret, but Zagoro became furiously enraged. The Royal Bloodline was not to be insulted—the pride and the essence of the Royal Clan members—and now being dismissed by a young warrior of the Human Clan, declaring it disappointing, infuriated him more than facing his own death.

This was about honor, but Zagoro opened his mouth, attempting to retort, yet ended up speechless.

Because what he considered his pride and honor was indeed trivial to the young Human Clan’s genius in front of him. The opponent was merely at the Demigod Realm, not only crossing a Great Realm to battle him, the Royal Clan’s genius, but also overpowering him, leaving him totally powerless.

"Haha, nothing to say, right?" Ye Chen sneered.

Zagoro coldly said, "Kid, although you are very powerful and have defeated me, remember, I am only considered mediocre in this generation of the Royal Clan. There are even stronger princes ahead of me, much stronger than me. If they make a move, you would only be suppressed."

Although Ye Chen maintained an unchanged expression, he was inwardly surprised, wondering if it really could be so.

Elder Yan scoffed dismissively, "Don’t listen to him. The Royal Clan of the Alien Race, although very rare with not more than ten in a generation, is indeed very powerful. Even if he is as he claims, only mediocre, it’s unlikely for stronger members of the Royal Clan to appear, although it’s possible that a genius capable of rivaling an Immortal True King might be born."

Ye Chen remained resolute, his face still composed, as he said, "I’ll be waiting!"

Crack—

His grip tightened, causing Zagoro’s head to throb painfully, leading him to scream, nearly exploding in agony.

"Kid, you’re forcing me!"

Zagoro roared, and suddenly a phantom Primordial Spirit burst out from between his eyebrows, resembling Zagoro exactly, and immensely powerful. Wrapped in streams of Demon Light, it rushed towards the center of Ye Chen’s brow as it laughed wildly, "Hahaha, kid, although you’re strong, your Primordial Spirit is still just at the Demigod Realm of this world, while mine is much stronger than yours."

As soon as this demonic Primordial Spirit appeared, all kings changed their expressions, for it was definitely very powerful, certainly stronger than theirs.

"Is that so?"

Ye Chen gave a cold smile, his expression unchanged, undisturbed, while at that moment a brilliant burst of fiery light bloomed from between his brows.

A sun that was dazzling to the extreme appeared, overflowing with Divine Light and billowing fire, within it sat a Divine Being, exactly resembling him, the minor figure of a Primordial Spirit.

His Power of Primordial Spirit was peerlessly strong, already at the True King Level, and due to experiences from a previous life, he was much stronger than his peers. Furthermore, having absorbed some part of the Void Dao Divine Blood, his Primordial Spirit was unimaginably powerful, even Ye Chen himself doubted it could rival a Semi-Saint.

Now Zagoro was attempting to invade his body with his own Primordial Spirit, which to him was absurd, utterly foolish.

"What, how can your Primordial Spirit be so strong!"

Zagoro’s demonic minor figure of the Primordial Spirit changed color, the opponent’s Primordial Spirit was much more terrifying than he had ever imagined. He had thought that Ye Chen relied only on his Divine Skills and Physical Body, and that the Primordial Spirit would be the weak point. But now, it seemed that he was sorely mistaken, the opponent’s Primordial Spirit was possibly even more terrifying than his physical prowess.

In an instant, it rushed back to its own skull, as staying exposed long term could cause great damage.

"Since you came out, don’t think about going back so easily."

Ye Chen said coldly, within his minor figure of the Primordial Spirit surged numerous phantom Order Chains, quickly entwining around Zagoro’s Primordial Spirit, trapping it firmly.

Just then, Zagoro suddenly let out a cold laugh, "Kid, you’ve been tricked, Transformation Magic!"

Within Zagoro’s Primordial Spirit, there suddenly surged a terrifying demonic force, quickly following those phantom chains to Ye Chen’s Primordial Spirit.

This was the horrifying Demon Path Divine Skill of the Alien Race. Once touched by the Transformation Magic, the entire Primordial Spirit would be completely enslaved under the Demon Path, losing its Divinity. In the Mythical Era, this was a Divine Power Secret Technique that struck fear into everyone’s hearts.

From that era, countless powerful indiduals fell and became slaves of the Alien Race.

This very trick of enslavement that Zagoro initially used on the ancestors of the Human Clan, stemmed from this Transformation Magic.

Ye Chen’s Primordial Spirit hadn’t even reacted yet when it was utterly tainted by this demonic force. The Divine Light that was emitted from the entire figure of the Primordial Spirit dimmed, gradually becoming a vast expanse of Demonic Qi, terrifyingly amplified, causing the kings to turn pale. Could it be that even someone as formidable as Ye Chen was being enslaved and demonized by the opponent?

Dao Chu urgently spoke up, "Brother Ye, wake up, don’t be demonized."

"Brother Ye!"

The Beiming Palace King and a few others also called out, but no matter what, they could not get a response from Ye Chen, only seeing the dark Demon Light twirling around Ye Chen’s Primordial Spirit.

Even Zhao Wudao didn’t know whether to feel happy or not. Happy because Ye Chen, a major enemy, was being enslaved and demonized, unhappy because if Ye Chen was enslaved and demonized, it wasn’t going to end well for the others, likely also being enslaved and demonized—that was the most concerning issue.

"Moon!"

Ye Gucheng shouted a command with a mysterious power that suddenly, like enlightening nectar, brought a jolt to the soul, dispelling some of the Demonic Qi within Ye Chen’s Primordial Spirit.

"How dare you think you can easily wake him up, this is the Human Clan’s Genius I’ve painstakingly demonized, powerful enough."

But Zagoro snorted coldly, and the Transformation Magic became more terrifying. A heavy surge of Demon Light overwhelmed it and he was directly demonized.

Ye Gucheng’s heart sank. If Ye Chen was demonized at this moment, it would be very troublesome. He wanted to make a move, but a giant red furry hand smacked down, the entire Changkong trembled, immensely terrifying.

At this time, the Red Monster that he initially restrained began to restrain him in turn, making him very uneasy.

Watching Demon Light engulf Ye Chen’s Primordial Spirit, Zagoro’s minor figure of the Primordial Spirit couldn’t help but burst into laughter, "Although you’re formidable, maybe under normal circumstances, I would not be your opponent, but you are still too green, and in the end, you’ve ended up in my hands."

Ye Chen’s Primordial Spirit was deadly still, not moving at all, as if completely devoid of any Divinity.

Zagoro’s Primordial Spirit rushed over, but his expression subtly changed, because although Ye Chen’s Primordial Spirit had been demonized, the phantom chains entwined around it showed no signs of loosening, instead seeming to tighten even more, causing him to change color, yelling, "Hurry, loosen the chains, I command you in the name of Zagoro to release them!"

Indeed, the phantom chains loosened, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief, he really thought it wouldn’t succeed.

But the next moment, the phantom chains tightly wrapped up again, almost completely tearing his entire Primordial Spirit apart.

This scene stupefied everyone; even Zagoro couldn’t help but yell out, "I told you to loosen, hurry, I command you in the name of Zagoro!"

"Who do you think you are to command me, telling me to loosen just like that?" Suddenly, Ye Chen’s minor figure of the Primordial Spirit spoke.