The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3438 - 3433: Easily Captured?_1

Even during their confrontation, though his world's power obviously surpassed Yang Chen's, he struggled to impose the same total dominance he'd unleashed on Yang Chen back in the early Heavenly Fate Realm.

Yang Chen at this moment resembled a slick, wriggling eel, impossible to pin down within his domain.

Unwilling to see Yang Chen slip away, the Night Ghost Ancestor flicked his hand, unleashing surging Ghost Qi that detached a massive bronze statue from his world.

Appearing unremarkable at first glance, the statue sprang to life upon manifestation, extending its limbs to seize Yang Chen.

Yang Chen's eyes narrowed sharply at the sight of the statue, refusing to take it lightly, fully aware it stemmed from a Heavenly Extreme Realm expert's technique, so he swiftly seized his Nine Fiery Sun Swords.

Yang Chen's world's power infused every one of the Nine Fiery Sun Swords.

Blazing fiercely, the Nine Fiery Sun Swords lit up the Universe Starry Sky like a blazing crimson sun.

Boom!

The Nine Fiery Sun Swords smashed straight into the bronze statue without delay.

This impact ignited fury in Yang Chen's gaze and strung his nerves tight; he was evidently on the losing end, barely holding back the overwhelming force.

"This kid..." Night Ghost Ancestor drew a heavy breath, stunned that Yang Chen had mastered a world treasure so rapidly.

Even more crucially, Yang Chen wielded this world treasure while still facing off directly against the Night Ghost Ancestor.

Though clearly outmatched and no rival, it was evident Yang Chen now possessed the means to break free from his grasp.

Fueled by rage, the Night Ghost Ancestor bellowed, "Yang Chen, get ready to die!"

The eight-armed bronze statue ballooned in size, its might surging with each limb's stretch, rendering Yang Chen's Nine Fiery Sun Swords ever harder to control under the onslaught.

As standalone magical treasures, the Nine Fiery Sun Swords paled far in comparison to the bronze statue.

In the end, Hua Qingfeng had acquired the Nine Fiery Sun Swords in the Spirit Realm, whereas the Night Ghost Ancestor claimed the bronze statue through endless years of cultivation and adventures across the Ten Thousand Realms—how could their worth match?

Yet despite that, bolstered by his world's power, Yang Chen managed to hold off the assault just barely.

"We must eliminate Yang Chen without delay!" Night Ghost Ancestor muttered grimly, already perceiving the horrifying prowess and aptitude in Yang Chen.

Failing to do so would spell catastrophe for the whole Netherworld.

As these thoughts crossed his mind, Yang Chen abruptly yelled, "Night Ghost Ancestor, you're set on slaying me to aid the Netherworld, but have you considered you might not truly belong to the Netherworld? You're merely puppeted by it—do you realize that?"

The Night Ghost Ancestor's frame shook at Yang Chen's declaration, his thoughts flickering uncertainly.

Yang Chen understood the Night Ghost Ancestor retained some clarity of mind, yet the servitude restriction barred deeper rational thought.

Noting the Night Ghost Ancestor's pained struggle slowly yielding to the servitude bind, Yang Chen wasted no more time and produced the Bewildering Soul Mountain Range.

"Go!"

Channeling his world's power, Yang Chen summoned the Bewildering Soul Mountain Range, which promptly enveloped the Night Ghost Ancestor.

By the time Night Ghost Ancestor snapped back, veins throbbed on his forehead as he roared, "Yang Chen, I'll slaughter you."

In that brief lapse of focus, he'd fallen right into Yang Chen's ploy. The Bewildering Soul Mountain Range excelled at ensnaring foes; even if it couldn't restrain the Night Ghost Ancestor for long, it bought enough time for escape. Better to preserve one Liuli Talisman than none at all.

Yang Chen's form blurred as he darted into the distance.

A chill gripped Ye Hou Gui Zu's heart. Though the Bewildering Soul Mountain Range wouldn't hold him indefinitely, without pursuit means as time ticked by, how could he chase Yang Chen?

Yang Chen, seemingly breaking free at last, let out a deep breath of relief.

Yet right when escape seemed assured, a frigid gale rushed in from afar.

A shiver ran through Yang Chen; danger prickled, prompting an instant pullback.

Right then, a colossal stone sculpture bearing a shadowy black silhouette plummeted from above, sealing off Yang Chen's route.

Yang Chen quaked, staring in shock at the dark figure blocking him, jaws grinding hard.

For this foe clearly cultivated at the Heavenly Extreme Realm, its aura alone rivaling Ye Hou Gui Zu's.

Their power levels would surely align closely.

How had another Heavenly Extreme Realm powerhouse emerged?

Yang Chen realized disaster had struck, as this second Heavenly Extreme Realm likely signaled a Forbidden Spirit Palace heavyweight's return.

From the Inner Area, a Heavenly Extreme Realm arrival at this point seemed implausible.

"Night Ghost, what's the meaning of this? A puny World Stage brat nearly fled your grasp. What chaos gripped the Outer Darkflow Universe in my absence? Is this truly our Netherworld's Darkflow Universe?" The shadowy figure growled deeply.

"Hei Kong, perfect timing on your return..." Ye Hou Ghost Ancestor's form quivered, shattering Yang Chen's Bewildering Soul Mountain in a flash.

Ice filled Yang Chen's heart. Had his freshly refined Bewildering Soul Mountain cracked apart so effortlessly?

That was the nature of World Treasures—once breached, they turned nearly worthless and tough to mend.

He sneered from Hei Kong, "Netherworld would've fallen into total disarray without my return."

"How fared the other sectors?" Ye Hou Gui Zu demanded icily.

"Chaos reigns across all Netherworld now; I've dispatched forces to quell it. Detecting your turmoil here, I rushed over first, only to find you bested by a mere World Stage cultivator." Hei Kong replied.

Ye Hou Ghost Ancestor's weathered features flushed crimson: "This brat orchestrated every mess, so naturally he's tricky. No issue though—with us teaming up, we'll crush him easily."

He narrowed his gaze at Hei Kong: "A World Stage whelp? Piece of cake to subdue."

"Underestimate him at your peril; he's full of cunning schemes," Ye Hou Ghost Ancestor warned coldly.

"Hmph, today with both of us encircling him, wings wouldn't save him. If I'm right, he's that Red Arrest Warrant Yang Chen, master of space-time arts. Seal his space-time shut, and let's see him flee," Hei Kong stated flatly.

Eyeing Hei Kong's smug assurance, Yang Chen smirked, "So confident, Excellency? Why not step up and finish me?"

Hei Kong scoffed disdainfully, "Slay you? Simpler than crushing ants!"

He dismissed any threat from this World Stage upstart. But as he moved to strike, Yang Chen intoned a spell, vanishing from his spot in a blink.

Witnessing this, the once-arrogant Hei Kong stood frozen in disbelief, gaping at Yang Chen's vanished position, utterly baffled.