CHAPTER 1007: CHAPTER 919: MAKING ONE’S BODY A PRISON

Ye Chen was fearless and unafraid; he believed that once he broke the constraints of the Principle Chains, he would obtain even more formidable power.

Surpassing the present wasn’t a difficult task.

Time was slipping away, and the bleak apocalyptic era of the future was drawing nearer step by step, making him feel immense invisible pressure.

Sometimes, he had to strive to try some seemingly impossible methods, to forge ahead in adversity, to become stronger and more invincible; otherwise, it would be impossible to change the future.

He had no more choices.

If he wanted to change the future, it could only be so!

Boom, boom, boom—

In the Hundred Battle Mountain Range, Ye Chen kept striking out, mightily blasting apart one Blood Shadow after another, each at least at the Saint-level. Under his Invincible Battle Body, they were utterly vulnerable, no matter how strong, they were blown apart with a single strike.

His Combat Saint Body’s might was fully displayed, without a hint of Principle Fluctuation, yet every gesture contained world-destroying power, inherent in his fists and feet, returning to the basics of nature.

Wisps of Principle Residue appeared, directly taken and continuously integrated into his Treasure Body.

However, this method was too slow, and it was easy for him to be discovered, something he was not willing to reveal prematurely.

In the end, he delved into the depths of the earth, this vast Hundred Battle Mountain Range was stained with the blood of countless powerhouses of past generations, with many remains buried deep, leaving behind more Principle Residues which could block the Divine Sense of the Three Clans’ Saints.

Ye Chen concealed himself deep within the earth, while gathering the Principle Residues from below, he also secretly drew in the Principle Residues contained in the many shattered Blood Shadows above, integrating them one by one into his body.

It was vaguely visible that the Principle Residues within his body were accumulating more and more, hundreds to thousands intertwining, shining brilliantly.

In the end, at least more than three hundred Blood Shadows’ Principle Residues were imprinted within him, amounting to thousands of wisps.

Each wisp was power from Daolist Laws above the Saint Realm, unsullied by endless ages, a true essence of Principles, imprinted within him, densely spread across his every inch of flesh, glowing with a blood-colored brilliance, remarkably striking.

Moreover, these Principle Residues constantly intertwined with the Principle Chains of the Heavenly King Realm within his body, eventually becoming a much more solid layer of Principle Chains.

If it were said that previously he could not harness the power of Principles, he could still leak a strand of Dao Qi Mechanism by fully mobilizing his inner Dao Power.

But now, it was utterly impossible, as his Divine Power could not manifest, and even the Primordial Spirit within the Mud Ball Palace was bound, unable to break free.

His physical body became the largest and most secure prison, confining his Dao and Primordial Spirit.

He lost all Dao Power, indistinguishable from an ordinary person.

Yet at the same time, his Combat Saint Body obtained an alternative form of ascension, fused with countless Principle Residues, becoming even more invincible.

Whether it was the Heavenly King’s Law or the Blood Shadows’ Principle Residues, they all added to his battle body, extending over every inch of flesh, serving as both a confinement and an alternative Principle Battle Clothes.

Hurting him became even harder; even if one managed to break through the Holy Body’s defense, these Principle Chains would emerge, autonomously guarding.

If others knew, they’d be greatly shocked.

Because imprisoning one’s own Dao like this and wanting to break this Principle Chain confinement—is unbelievably challenging?

It might even be possible that one would be bound forever, unable to break free, forever stuck at this step, something even a Heavenly King wouldn’t dare attempt.

Yet Ye Chen was unafraid and firmly believed he could break it.

When the day came that he forcibly broke through this Principle confinement and completely integrated these Principle powers within, he would take a massive step forward, surpassing his past.

At that moment, even if unable to wield Chaos Secret Skills within the Saintly Treasure Realm, relying on his unbeatable Saint Body, he could still defy the heavens and duel an Ancient Heavenly King.

He believed that day wouldn’t be far off!

While Ye Chen was absorbing various Principle Residues into his body, the Saints of the three tribes had already reached the deepest part of the Hundred Battle Mountain Range.

Along the way, they met fierce resistance, with casualties on each side, losing over a third; whether the weakest Saint or Ancient Saints and Heroic Masters faced injury and death, dyeing the heavens with blood.

Even the Crown Prince of Xiang, Xia Miao’er, and other peerless talents were marked by blood, bearing certain injuries.

The Hundred Battle Mountain Range lived up to its reputation, becoming the burial site for Saints.

Only the Emperor of Xiang, Azure Dragon Great Saint, and Sky-reaching Green Bull, super experts standing within the Saint’s domain, remained unharmed.

Finally, the Saints of the three tribes arrived at the deepest part of the Hundred Battle Mountain Range.

In the depths, a towering mountain giant stood, its grand and majestic mountain body reaching into the clouds, appearing vast and boundless.

This was the most renowned Fallen Peak in the Hundred Battle Mountain Range, the place where defeated Divines of the ancient era had fallen.

The Fallen Peak was dyed scarlet by Divine blood, never fading despite endless time passing, even appearing more majestic and imposing, exuding an oppressive presence, quite extraordinary.

The three tribes’ Saints dared not approach War God Mountain excessively, for it was too extraordinary. Approaching it would reveal an imposing mountain presence of undispersed Divine blood, making it impossible for even ordinary Saints to tread in the air nearby.

Behind the Fallen Peak lay the famed Chaos Treasure that fell from the nine heavens.

From afar, a Dao Tower was visible, 33 stories high, with each layer cascading with countless strands of Chaos Ancient Energy, engulfing the rear of the Fallen Peak with an unassailable aura.

The 33-story Dao Tower hovered within the Chaos Ancient Energy, its silhouette blurred.

"Indeed, it’s a supreme Chaos Treasure!"

The Saints of the three tribes radiated dazzling Divine Radiance from their eyes, harboring infinite fervor.

What was it, this most precious Chaos Treasure? A single wisp of refined Chaos Ancient Energy could elevate the quality of Holy Weapons, much more these cascades of Chaos Ancient Energy, akin to waterfalls, capable of flooding the heavens and engulfing the Fallen Peak; truly a priceless treasure.

The Saints of the three tribes had all come for this Chaos Treasure, not willing to relinquish it.

Especially as the strongest Saints of the three tribes were present, they became the most formidable contenders, facing each other, bursting with immense Divine Powers, tearing the void itself open.

"Humans, Demons, cease here and retreat. If our Beast Clan obtains this Chaos Treasure, we promise not to use it against your two clans," proclaimed the Sky-reaching Green Bull with a booming voice.

But not only did the Human Clan Saint snicker, the Azure Dragon Great Saint also sneered, with a gigantic Azure Dragon faintly manifesting behind him, demonic energy surging as he said, "Big Green Bull, stop with such nonsense at this point, let us see who can seize it first!"

"Fellow Demons, strike now, let’s first seize the Chaos Treasure; as for who it belongs to, we’ll consider it’s once within the Demon Clan’s grasp!"

"Agreed!"

The Demon Race Saints struck first, charging forward.

The Human Clan Saints were unwilling to fall behind.

But at the next moment, an overwhelming pressure emerged, spreading across the sky, freezing the Saints of the two clans in their tracks.