Eternal Holy Emperor-Chapter 1210 - 1095: Demanding the Emperor Clan Surrender the Captives
"Open the door, let them out, or I won’t mind starting a war with your Supreme Saint Royal Family!"
Ye Chen’s words remained as concise as ever, but extremely assertive. He directly approached, exerting pressure, with two Supreme Ancient Weapons releasing ten thousand layers of Immortal Light, striding forward, as the Emperor Clan Ancient Realm was about to be pierced through.
The four influential forces observing in secret were all left dumbfounded. Even the Ancient Demon Gods, Beast God, and some Ancient Great Powers were shocked because the Combat Saint King was exceedingly forceful, daring to pressure an Emperor Clan in such a manner.
One must know that this is a true Emperor Clan, possessing the strongest backing through true Emperor Inheritance, its depth immeasurable, who in the world would dare act so boldly?
"You—"
This caused Di Xiong and the two Emperor’s sons to have a grim expression.
In the current world, how many dare to cause a ruckus in the solemn Emperor Clan?
After all, the Emperor Clan’s foundation is terrifying, surpassing that of the Supreme Sacred Land, housing the formidable backing left by the Emperor, the perpetual reason of its long-lasting reign, and the Emperor’s Weapons are the most terrifying foundation shaking the heavens.
But Ye Chen had no fear, lacking nothing among the Great Powers, owning Supreme Emperor Weapons, and even possessing the corpse of the terrifying Wuxiang King — a dreadful existence once unleashed. This was his confidence.
By now, he receives support from Gulan World and the Holy Domain, and the Heavenly Gate would back him too, what force is there to fear?
"Combat Saint King, do you really wish to force my Supreme Saint Royal Family’s ancestor into the world?" Di Xiong snorted coldly, hinting at a threat secretly. Hidden within the Emperor Clan is a true ancient relic, immensely powerful, very likely a King-level Supreme existence.
Once such an existence emerges, even several Ancient Great Powers coming together would be futile because Kings transcend Great Powers, with a gap greater even than between Great Powers and Heavenly Kings, truly standing at the absolute pinnacle of the world.
If such a terrifying existence were to be provoked, who in the world could withstand it?
This startled the powerful beings of the heavens. Could the Emperor Clan truly be so deeply rooted, even possessing such a King-level ancient relic still alive?
Even the Great Powers paled, yet the Heavenly Gate Master remained calmly composed, as did Ye Chen.
He uttered no nonsense, only opening the space within him, pushing out a Divine Stone Coffin, causing everyone to change expressions abruptly, even the Emperor Clan was no exception, and some were about to curse out loud, thinking this guy was insane.
Who in the world doesn’t know what divine being lies within the Divine Stone Coffin? That is the most powerful King on earth — the Wuxiang King, an existence infinitely close to the Emperor Realm.
No matter how domineering the Emperor Clan, it had to compromise, for barefooted doesn’t fear those wearing shoes. No matter how strong, they feared such a madman, as unleashing this existence could potentially obliterate the entire Emperor Clan.
"I ask, do you still dare to wage war against me? Barefooted I fear not those with shoes, and at worst, I forsake the Holy Domain, my roots are within the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms." Ye Chen coldly stated.
"You win." Even Di Wushuang felt gloomy, but he was helpless.
In a direct clash, he as the Emperor’s son feared none of his contemporaries, yet the person before him indeed played by no conventional rules.
He truly felt powerless.
"Let them out." Di Xiong said grimly.
Finally, they agreed, allowing Ruoxi, Yaya, and Will to appear.
"Daddy—"
Soon, two charming silhouettes appeared far at the horizon, one hopping lively, appearing spirited and full of life, with dark blue hair flowing, swiftly traversing the sky to leap into Ye Chen’s embrace, her delicate and charming face beaming a lively smile as she giggled, "You finally came to find your dearest daughter — Yaya."
It was Yaya, unseen for decades, yet still appearing as an evergreen girl, youthful and lively, exceedingly endearing.
Ye Chen patted Yaya’s head, eyes filled with doting affection, saying, "I apologize for coming now, but don’t worry, I’m here to take you home."
Yaya nodded vigorously, then turned to the Three Immortals, opening her lotus arms jubilantly to hug the three women, chirping, "Jingruo Mama, Yii Wu Mama, Chen’er Mama, Yaya missed you."
The Three Immortals cherished this daughter immensely, surrounding her while two little beasts appeared, being Yiyi and the Golden Little Divine Dragon.
Yaya joyfully embraced the two little beasts, rubbing her lovely little face against them, causing the little beasts to squeal.
Lastly, Yaya politely called out Master Grandpa, bringing joy to the Heavenly Gate Master, and likewise addressed several Ancient Great Powers as grandpa, eliciting smiles from them.
After all, with Yaya’s innocence and adorableness, lively and pure nature, on top of her association with Ye Chen, she was quite favored by the several Ancient Great Powers.
When these Great Powers learned of Yaya’s true identity as the World Tree, they were stupefied for quite a while before reacting, never expecting this supreme being, thought only to exist in the Mythical Era, still lived in the world, thus growing even more fond of Yaya.
Ye Chen inspected Yaya thoroughly for a long time, then asked, "Yaya, they didn’t harm you, did they?"
Yaya shook her little head, giggling, "Dad, rest assured, these guys wouldn’t dare to harm me. Here, there’s plenty of good food and drinks. Look, Dad, this is a gift from Yaya to you."
Yaya turned her hand, producing several Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, pulsating with vibrant colors, fragrant and aromatic, evidently a few Ten-thousand-year-old Medicine Treasures, along with several exquisite Pill Medicine Bottles.
