Immortality Starts With Investment Chapter 608: Reunion with the Heavenly Emperor!

Amid the vast cosmic starry sky, the thunder that had raged for three full months finally scattered.

Ye Chen stood among the stars, his robes shredded. He ripped them off without a care, slipping into fresh garments. With one sweep of his hand, endless starlight rushed in from every direction, wrapping around him to refill the power sapped by his tribulation. This realm might lack spiritual energy, but at Ye Chen's realm, recovery methods were endless.

He gazed at the Immortal Platform in his brow, overflowing with immortal spiritual qi, a faint smile crossing his face. Carved into it were all his comprehensions, his Dao, and his laws.

Sensing the divine Immortal Platform's pulsing vitality and his now immensely amplified strength, Ye Chen's heart raced with thrill. Stars could be seized in his grasp or crushed with ease. Still, the tribulation pressed on.

His eyes lifted toward the brewing thunder domain with eager hope, shining with expectation. Returning home triumphant without showcasing his dominance would be like parading in splendor under darkness.

To Ye Chen, toppling the Heavenly Emperor of his world in a fair same-realm clash was the ultimate proof of his power. He burned for their showdown.

Once the thunder domain fully gathered, swallowing him whole, Ye Chen held his ground steadily, eyes fixed calmly forward. Moments later, the infinite thunder origin condensed, and a known silhouette gradually took shape before him.

Detecting the overwhelming aura, Ye Chen grinned. When the figure solidified completely, it proved to be the very Heavenly Emperor from his prior breakthrough.

The Emperor arched a brow. "You again? You're breaking through pretty fast—almost catching up to me! Have you mastered the Heavenly Emperor Fist?"

Ye Chen laughed lightly, the Heavenly Emperor Fist's reincarnation essence truly manifesting in his palm.

The Emperor's eyebrows shot up, curiosity ignited. Last time had been rushed, but now in Mahayana Stage, he could truly gauge this youth. However, scrutinizing Ye Chen intently, a flicker of bewilderment crossed his gaze.

"Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo?"

Feeling Ye Chen's presence, the Heavenly Emperor was truly shocked. During the last encounter, wasn't Ye Chen merely a standard Myriad Stars Body? How had he transformed into an Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo so abruptly?

Without his own bloodline in Ye Chen, the Emperor might have thought someone fooled him into siring a heir in the cultivation world. Yet he didn't ponder the physique shift. The boundless cosmos brimmed with marvels—who lacked their own strokes of fate?

Moreover, Ye Chen's prowess only heightened the thrill. It evoked the Emperor's own youthful, blazing combats.

"Let's see how much of my Heavenly Emperor Fist you've truly grasped…"

The Emperor launched without delay, his fist quaking the heavens in supreme tyranny. Every force across the starry sky stirred in unison.

Ye Chen, who had longed for this duel, had divine radiance flare in his eyes. He met it with his fist in return. Reincarnation's core clashed amid the stars, obliterating myriad celestial bodies.

The Emperor's face changed faintly. He'd imparted the Heavenly Emperor Fist's insights, yet Ye Chen's mastery rivaled his own already? And why did Ye Chen's Mahayana foundation dwarf his past self's so vastly?

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With every exchange, the Emperor sensed mounting pressure. His fascination grew. Golden life force erupted as his sacred body awakened fully.

Ye Chen confronted him without fear, igniting his Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo completely. The Dao Embryo boosted his paths and laws, while the Sacred Body's unbreakable essence rendered him unyielding. Their blows intensified, birthing black holes throughout the starry expanse.

Soon after, the Emperor's astonishment swelled. He knew it now—at Mahayana Stage, he couldn't overcome Ye Chen. No, it was total domination. Hadn't he claimed the cultivation world's Jianmu Tree? How did such a freak like Ye Chen still arise? This youth possessed something extraordinary!

As Ye Chen's overbearing fist thundered forth, the Emperor grinned. His imprint's might exploded, halting Ye Chen mid-strike in the void. Ye Chen gaped in shock. This force surpassed Mahayana Stage entirely. Was the Emperor cheating once more?

The Emperor's imprint offered a subtle smile. "Not bad, kid. Your Heavenly Emperor Fist holds eight parts of my true intent. Keep at it, and you'll match me someday. I meant to instruct you more, but troublemakers stir again. We'll clash anew when you ascend to immortality…"

Ye Chen, accustomed to mowing down same-realm foes like weeds, was heating up in the fray. And now it ended? This hanging tension—who could endure it?

"You're in such a rush? Can't we finish the fight first?"

Ye Chen yearned to conclude the bout, claiming the feat of same-realm victory over the Heavenly Emperor.

The Emperor's imprint gave a helpless shrug. "What can I do? Timing's bad."

Trapped in this aggravating stalemate, Ye Chen couldn't resist prodding, "Senior, are you sure you're not just making excuses because you know you can't win?"

The Emperor took no offense, laughing heartily instead. He eyed Ye Chen with an insightful grin. "Kid, you're young and clueless about an Immortal Emperor's burdens, so I won't fault you. After finishing Mahayana's nine heavens, achieving True Immortal, and pushing onward… If fortune holds, in roughly a hundred thousand years, you might hit my realm. Then you'll grasp my struggles… Being an Immortal Emperor isn't easy!"

Ye Chen's mouth twitched at the Emperor's claim. Was this boasting?

The Heavenly Emperor smirked, drawing back his aura. "I see you're fired up mid-battle, and cutting it short leaves you unsatisfied. I lit that spark, so I won't abandon you. Here's the offer—I'll summon some real heavyweights for you. Bound to quench your thirst!"

With those words, the Emperor's imprint dissolved. Ye Chen blinked in stunned silence as the thunder domain swelled. Before long, twenty to thirty imprints materialized.

"Is that a Mahayana Stage Kun Peng? True Dragon, True Phoenix, Thunder Emperor, and all Vicious Ten? Heavy Pupils, Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo, Chaos Body, Heavenly Demon Body, Divine King Body… Is that the Immortal Emperor of the myriad races? And that staff-wielder—could it be the Mahayana Stage War Saint Emperor?"

Ye Chen was mighty, but this assembly of history's fabled powerhouses—legends of the cultivation world—daunted even him. All at once? The Emperor's handiwork, surely. A touch of payback, undoubtedly. Sly as he was… Still, gripes aside, Ye Chen, roused by the Emperor's provocation, craved fitting rivals. These imprints fit perfectly.

He dove in without pause, unleashing the Heavenly Emperor Fist to assault them. These peak geniuses across ages, even as imprints, brimmed with genius. They wielded deep paths and laws, Vicious Ten arts blazing as they united to overwhelm Ye Chen.

This wasn't mere addition. Even a Third Heaven might falter. But Ye Chen's vitality boiled over, his war spirit unrivaled.

True Dragon Treasure Technique clashed against True Dragon Treasure Technique. Chaos Hand met Heaven's Calamity Light. Pure Land crumbled under Heavy Pupils. He even handled two at once, trading brutal blows with Sacred Body and Firmament Overlord Body. The quakes here eclipsed the prior tribulation.

The mythic imprints proved daunting. Ye Chen sharpened himself in the melee. After ten days, he demolished the nine divine forms shielding the Firmament Overlord Body, ripping it asunder. Victory sealed. Shattered stars around formed a meteor belt, marking the clash's savagery.

Ye Chen seized the imprints' residues, content yet vaguely wanting. This tribulation denied him the glory of same-realm Heavenly Emperor defeat. Regrettable. But at immortality next, he'd challenge the Emperor again.

Ye Chen wouldn't buy the Emperor's "coincidental" busyness. The immortal Heavenly Emperor, dubbed the cultivation world's supreme immortal, was a genuine menace. Vanquishing him then would crown all feats.

Within the thunder domain's depths, the Emperor's faint will observed Ye Chen's triumph, faintly taken aback. He chuckled. Await immortality. Upon forging his own immortal scripture, his might had crested. Then, he'd school this youngster on elder respect properly.