The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3391 - 3386: Almost Certain Success_1

Had Di Zun refrained from manifesting the Asura Soul Body, he might have maintained enough confidence to challenge Yang Chen at will.

Yet, by summoning the Asura Soul Body, Di Zun was essentially courting disaster right before Yang Chen's eyes.

"Di Zun, did your clan's elders never warn you against deploying the Asura Soul Body in my presence, regardless of the circumstances?" Yang Chen remarked, his expression detached.

Caught in the heat of a blind fury earlier, Di Zun had momentarily forgotten those warnings. At the mention of them, the advice from his clan's elders rushed back to him with chilling clarity.

Treat Yang Chen as an absolute threat to be avoided.

Never, under any circumstances, unleash the Asura Soul Body.

The intensity of these admonitions spoke volumes about how terrified the elders were, and how strict their prohibition had been. However, blinded by his own arrogance as a royal spirit god, he had foolishly dismissed their words.

Memory now stinging, Di Zun shuddered violently and hurriedly attempted to retract the Asura Soul Body.

But...

"Thinking of taking it back? You are far too late!" Yang Chen reached out, his hand casting a shadow over the Great Zhou Heavenly Asura.

In the next instant, the Asura Soul Body quivered and shifted, suddenly manifesting directly beside Yang Chen.

Di Zun’s pupils contracted, his mind unable to fathom this outcome. "How... how is this even possible!"

A smirk played on Yang Chen's lips. Mastery over souls was his specialty; to him, every soul was merely a tool he could command at will.

This remained true even when the soul was bound by ironclad laws and life force.

Yang Chen’s current grasp of the Law of Life and Death had surpassed his previous limits exponentially. While commanding the Great Zhou Heavenly Asura might have been a monumental task in the past, it was a trivial matter now.

Finally, Di Zun grasped the reason for Yang Chen’s unwavering, icy calm.

From the very beginning, he had known his prized Asura Soul Body would pose no threat.

Panic seized Di Zun. Realizing with terrifying sobriety that victory was out of reach, he spun around and bolted, his escape defying the speed of lightning, driven by pure, unadulterated desperation.

Having anticipated this move, Yang Chen remained unmoved, merely directing the Great Zhou Heavenly Asura to give chase.

Xingtong watched the display, her eyes wide with shock.

She had witnessed firsthand how the defensive Asura, a creature that had proven nearly insurmountable for her, was effortlessly seized and subverted by Yang Chen.

What other concealed powers did he hold?

Watching the scene unfold, Di Zun appeared as nothing more than a cornered rodent; his capture was only a matter of time.

Aside from the swarms of insects obstructing his path, he had to contend with the Great Zhou Heavenly Asura—the ultimate weapon of the royal spirit gods. With the gods themselves powerless to halt the beast, and now being hunted by their own ultimate creation, Di Zun’s fate was sealed.

The conclusion was inevitable.

The Great Zhou Heavenly Asura terminated Di Zun with clinical ease.

As the Asura returned, carrying the husk of Di Zun, Yang Chen nodded with cool contentment.

The remains were pristine, perfect for the purposes of refining.

"Return," Yang Chen commanded, watching the Great Zhou Heavenly Asura with a slight smile.

With a flick of his wrist, the Asura was deposited into his spatial storage.

With his current capabilities, having captured this Great Zhou Heavenly Asura, he could integrate it as a permanent piece of his own martial repertoire.

With this gain, he was like a tiger granted wings, his overall combat efficiency reaching new, formidable heights.

Xingtong shared his elation. "Yang Chen, we have struck gold with all these Spirit God Race corpses! This trip has been worth it; I am truly falling in love with this Forbidden Spirit Palace."

She paused for a moment before looking up, declaring without a trace of inhibition, "Of course, I happen to love you even more!"

She understood perfectly well that without Yang Chen, navigating the Heaven-appointed Realm would have been impossible, let alone acquiring such bountiful spoils.

"Let's divide these Spirit God Race corpses equally. How many Heaven-appointed Realm insects can you manifest with these?" Yang Chen inquired.

"At least three, maybe four. Combined with the two I already possess, that brings the count to six Heaven-appointed Realm insects. Compared to the original early Heaven-appointed Realm cultivators who entered this place, we aren't doing too badly at all," Xingtong laughed merrily.

Yang Chen stood with his hands locked behind his back. "Excellent. Although we have mitigated many initial threats, the true fight is still waiting ahead of us. We will inevitably cross paths with stronger adversaries, so we must remain vigilant."

"You’re right!" Xingtong beamed, a brilliant smile spreading across her face. "Let’s find a secluded spot nearby to begin refining these Spirit God remains."

"Lingering here is ill-advised. A conflict of this magnitude will certainly draw the curiosity of other factions. Whether we can beat them or not is secondary, but we shouldn't draw unnecessary attention. Still, we don't need to travel far. As no one saw our encounter, a nearby hidden location will suffice for our purposes," Yang Chen decided.

"Sounds like a plan!" Agreeing, the two rapidly vacated the site.

Barely moments after they vanished, a flurry of other cultivators arrived at the scene. But Yang Chen and Xingtong were already long gone, having established a cloaked pocket of space to begin their harvest.

Xingtong turned her focus to the remains of King Feng Yin.

Yang Chen, however, approached things differently. As someone who had reached the Heaven-separated Realm, refining Heaven-appointed Realm corpses would be a slight waste of potential.

Yet, the remains of Di Zun and the other Spirit Gods offered immense advantages he could not ignore. He knew full well that once refined, the resulting gains would be nothing short of extraordinary.

The transformation in Yang Chen was far more pronounced than in Xingtong. Closely observing her, he could perceive the life energy surging within her realm, growing steadily more potent.

While the finer mechanics of it remained opaque, it was clear her inner world had successfully birthed several Heaven-separated Realm insects and at least a few rarer Heaven-appointed Realm specimens.

These creations would drastically bolster their collective fighting strength.

Yang Chen, too, had profited immensely. He stood on the precipice of the Heaven-appointed Realm; he calculated that once he finished refining Di Zun’s body, his cultivation would cement itself at the transitional bottleneck between the Heaven-separated and Heaven-appointed states.

Once reaching that threshold, he could rely on Bao Lu to facilitate his breakthrough.

Following this excursion into the Forbidden Spirit Palace and his eventual return to the Ancient Divine Realm, his ascension to the Heaven-appointed Realm would be an absolute certainty.

Once he ascended to that level, he would have truly crossed the dragon gate. From that point on, it would be a time for settling deep-seated debts. Daozu, who had long watched him with predatory hostility, dreaming of his ruin, would never suspect that he would reach the Heaven-appointed Realm with such staggering speed.

Furthermore, once he achieved that status, they were in for quite a few nasty surprises!