The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3167 - 3162: Will There Be Another Chance?_1

A thin sneer played on Yang Chen’s lips as he watched the two men plot his demise.

"It appears the both of you harbor immense pride in your skills. Very well, let me, Yang Chen, witness exactly what you are capable of," he declared, his voice dripping with icy indifference.

As he spoke, Yang Chen abruptly surged his power, manifesting the Domain of Earth.

Simultaneously, Xuan Zhen and Xuan Jie reacted with equal speed, each expanding their own King God Domains.

The moment the King God Domains clashed with his own, Yang Chen felt an immediate, heavy pressure weighing down on him.

While his combat strength was formidable, his Domain of Earth—even when reinforced by several of the strongest Dao Intents—was only just enough to rival Xuan Zhen’s King God Domain.

In truth, his Domain of Earth was fundamentally inferior to a King God Domain, trailing behind by several grades.

The only reason he could even maintain a foothold at this level was his possession of multiple top-tier Dao Intents. Without them, his Domain of Earth would have crumbled instantly against a King God Domain.

Now, facing two such domains at once, he found himself naturally suppressed and at a distinct disadvantage.

Furthermore, the most pressing issue was that Xuan Jie’s domain was vastly superior to Xuan Zhen’s. Even in a one-on-one struggle of domains, Yang Chen wasn’t certain he could emerge victorious.

As Xuan Zhen and Xuan Jie’s Domains of Earth began to dominate the battlefield, they seized the momentum, their combined aura sweeping forward like a tide.

Seeing Yang Chen finally falter, Xuan Zhen’s face twisted into a cruel grin, his confidence surging. "Yang Chen, your life ends this very day!"

Despite his boast, he remained cautious, refusing to engage in a direct head-on collision. Instead, he lingered on the periphery, allowing Xuan Jie to spearhead the primary assault.

Xuan Jie remained stoic, his expression as calm and unreadable as the surface of a deep, ancient well.

As he launched his attack, various Laws and Dao Intents swirled around him. Under the weight of his suppression, his Dao Intent Inscriptions were fully revealed to the world.

When those inscriptions manifested, Yang Chen’s pupils shrank in sudden shock.

"Forty-six thousand Dao!"

Even a man of Yang Chen’s experience was stunned.

Forty-six thousand Dao Intent Inscriptions was a staggering, almost absurd number. Among the elite powerhouses on the Great Luo Celestial Stele, the gap between the top ranks usually consisted of only dozens or hundreds, with the peak usually hovering around forty-three thousand.

Xuan Jie, however, exceeded that peak by three thousand Dao. Reaching forty-six thousand was a testament to his terrifying potential.

"Just who is this person?" Yang Chen thought, his eyes narrowing.

Even before the strike landed, the sheer force of the incoming blow resonated with Yang Chen.

"Deathly Silent Black Wind!"

His hands blurred as they formed a seal. With a sharp cry, a massive torrent of pitch-black, deathly wind erupted in thick layers, billowing out in every direction to envelop and strike at Xuan Jie.

Confronted by the lethal winds, Xuan Jie let out a cold snort. Dark, obsidian-colored thunder and lightning crackled violently around his form. As they expanded, they crashed into Yang Chen’s black wind, the two forces locked in a desperate struggle for dominance.

Yang Chen’s gaze remained fixed; it was clear his Deathly Silent Black Wind was being pushed back, struggling to maintain its form against the onslaught.

Observing that Xuan Jie was on the verge of shattering his defense to counterattack, Yang Chen’s expression turned grim. He prepared to unleash a devastating strike to force Xuan Jie into submission.

But before he could act, Xuan Zhen struck from the flank, wielding the Destructive Law with heavy, crushing force.

Having focused his intent on Xuan Jie, Yang Chen found himself momentarily overwhelmed by Xuan Zhen’s sudden intervention.

Dealing with two such adversaries simultaneously was proving to be an arduous task.

While Yang Chen’s techniques could technically overpower Xuan Zhen, he could not afford to simply ignore the man’s interference.

A successful sneak attack from Xuan Zhen would require Yang Chen’s full defensive effort, and if his focus was split, he would be left vulnerable to Xuan Jie’s killing blows.

As Xuan Jie neutralized the black wind, the surrounding obsidian lightning condensed into numerous vibrating spheres.

These orbs hovered in the air around him, pulsating with a strange and volatile energy.

"Not bad at all. You are actually worth a bit of effort," Xuan Jie said, licking his lips as a spark of genuine interest flickered in his eyes.

"Second brother, use the Heavenly Xuan Thunderballs to crush him!" Xuan Zhen roared from the side.

Xuan Jie replied coldly, "I don't need your instructions."

With a casual flick of his finger, the hovering lightning spheres shot toward Yang Chen like meteors.

Initially, Yang Chen wasn't overly concerned, but as he looked closer, he realized the spheres were saturating the very air with electricity as they traveled, creating an inescapable domain of thunder.

Anyone caught within that field would be shredded by the lightning spheres. Given the raw power of that black lightning, even his tempered Divine Body might be destroyed instantly upon impact.

"This is trouble. My Deathly Silent Black Wind was already neutralized by these orbs. I can’t afford to be careless with my Space-Time Dao Intent either. If these spheres saturate every inch of the surrounding space, I’ll lose my footing and be ground to dust by this lightning domain," Yang Chen thought, feeling a rare sense of peril.

Xuan Jie didn’t stop at one; with repeated flicks of his fingers, more spheres were sent flying to block every possible escape route.

As the lightning spheres closed in, Yang Chen invoked his Spacetime Law, pushing the invisible force outward.

"Halt!"

Under the influence of his spacetime manipulation, the momentum of the approaching lightning domains slowed significantly.

"Second brother, this brat is skilled in spacetime arts. I’ll bind him first. When he’s trapped, use your Heavenly Xuan Thunderballs to lock him down so he has no way to flee!" Xuan Zhen sent a private message via sound transmission.

Unaware of their secret coordination, Yang Chen continued to analyze the unique combat styles of the Spirit God Race.

These black lightning spheres weren't just a simple combination of elements; they were infused with other exotic energies, making their destructive power unique.

Suddenly, Xuan Zhen vanished from sight once more.

"Yang Chen, die!" Xuan Zhen shrieked, appearing directly above Yang Chen to deliver a blow fueled by the Destructive Law.

However, Yang Chen had already anticipated this maneuver and was not about to be caught off guard by the same trick twice.

The moment Xuan Zhen moved, Yang Chen gave a slight flick of his finger.

"Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword, go!"

The sword erupted with a flash of light so blindingly fast that it surpassed the limits of the naked eye.

Xuan Zhen’s heart lurched in alarm. "Impossible! How did this sword become so fast and powerful?"

He was aware that the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword was one of Yang Chen’s primary weapons, but he had no idea its lethality had reached such heights.

He knew that a direct hit from that blade would likely mean instant death.

In a desperate bid for survival, Xuan Zhen screamed, "High Myriad God Asura!"

The High Myriad God Asura materialized instantly, its massive form blocking the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword with a resounding metallic clang. The sword was halted mid-air, unable to move forward even an inch.

Yang Chen frowned at the sight. "That Asura Soul Body is as resilient as ever."

However, this was exactly what he had expected.

The last time Xuan Zhen summoned the High Myriad God Asura, Yang Chen hadn't been able to seize it immediately. He had no intention of letting his opponent reclaim it so easily this time.