The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3451 - 3446: The Terror of the Emperor Lord_1

If two thousand million proves insufficient, then thirty million it shall be!

When it comes to pricing, Yang Chen shows no reluctance. Besides, few can match his level of lavish spending.

After all, scarcely anyone possesses over a hundred million Jiyu essences at their disposal.

Naturally, despite his immense reserves of Jiyu essences, Yang Chen avoids squandering them carelessly.

He ensures every portion of Jiyu essence expended serves a precise purpose.

For what reason?

To elevate the Slaughter God Spear to the rank of Ancestral Divine Artifact.

Yet, nurturing each Ancestral Divine Artifact demands substantial time and resources—far from a trivial matter.

Lacking the luxury of endless time, Yang Chen resorts to Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures as substitutes. Such an approach incurs an enormous cost.

Even now, after pouring in a complete thirty million Jiyu essences, the Slaughter God Spear displays no hint of progressing from high-grade Emperor Divine Artifact to Ancestral Divine Artifact.

This situation leaves Yang Chen deeply troubled.

Amid his worries, however, Yang Chen devised fresh strategies.

Secret Realm.

His original itinerary omitted these secret realms, but upon reflection, skipping them during exploration would be an utter waste.

Countless treasures lay within, ripe for the claiming.

With this thought, Yang Chen wasted no time, rising promptly to tackle the Ice River Secret Realm first.

A single day later, Yang Chen set foot in Fang Xuan Villa.

His arrival spread like wildfire, drawing massive crowds throughout Fang Xuan Villa.

Numerous powerhouses wondered what feats the now-Emperor Lord Yang Chen would accomplish here.

Yang Chen's presence ignited the entire Fang Xuan Villa into frenzy.

Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor himself emerged to greet him, accompanied by disciples such as the well-known Fairy Qing Wan and Fairy Yun Xiu.

Upon reuniting with Yang Chen, Fairy Qing Wan and Fairy Yun Xiu curtsied elegantly and declared respectfully, "Greetings, Emperor Lord Yang Chen. We thank you for rescuing us last time in the Forbidden Spirit Palace."

Yang Chen offered a light smile. "Fairies, you're too courteous. Just address me as Yang Chen. This 'Emperor Lord' title—I'm still not accustomed to it."

Though Fairy Qing Wan and Fairy Yun Xiu saw Yang Chen as approachable as before, they refrained from drawing near.

They yearned to approach him, yet the vast gulf between them felt like an impossible abyss.

"No need for such formality. Uphold the appropriate protocols—the Emperor Lord's position commands respect. As a Protector Emperor now, honor follows you everywhere. Disrespect toward you insults not just you, but the established order as well." Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor stated.

Yang Chen had no chance to reflect, responding swiftly, "Junior comprehends."

"Fine, you brat—your rank now equals mine. I earned my Protector Emperor status through years of battles in the Earth Spirit Hall, and I'm hardly superior to you. Yet here you are, visiting my secret realm right before departure, clearly aiming to plunder my Ice River Secret Realm clean," Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor remarked with mock irritation.

Yang Chen cleared his throat. "There were shortcomings last time; junior seeks to rectify them now."

"Hmph, spare the excuses—I'm no miser. Dive in boldly and explore. I'm eager to witness, as Emperor Lord, how deep into my domain you'll penetrate." Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor declared.

Yang Chen gave a nod.

Curiosity gripped not just Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor, but every onlooker too. Crowds yearned to verify if Yang Chen's Emperor Lord title held true power.

Yang Chen delayed no further.

With Fang Xuan Dao Ancestor hosting personally, he resolved to shine.

Straightaway, Yang Chen plunged into the Ice River Secret Realm.

Inside, he advanced with effortless grace, swift as a storm's fury.

The First, Second, and Third Palaces posed no obstacle to his momentum.

Yang Chen's pace surged onward relentlessly.

In moments, he reached the Ninth Palace.

Arriving there, skeptics among the powerhouses emerged, recalling his prior stumble nearby.

Yet this visit to the Ninth Palace unfolded with casual ease; no puppet could impede his advance.

He breezed through the Tenth, Eleventh, and Twelfth Palaces alike.

Every foe fell in an instant, without fail.

"This kid..." Fang Xuan Daozu let out a profound sigh brimming with emotion, "His Protector Emperor Lord position truly wasn't obtained through sheer luck. I had figured he'd resort to the Primordial Treasure Sky Thunder Tree upon reaching the Twelfth Palace. Yet astonishingly, he solely harnessed the world's power to conquer the Twelfth Palace and blaze through it in a flash."

While others remained oblivious, he clearly understood that even Destiny Realm Late-stage powerhouses faced immense hurdles at his Twelfth Palace.

"The Thirteenth Palace comes next—even Destiny Realm Late-stage experts find it tough to surpass!" Fang Xuan Daozu muttered to himself.

Yang Chen had stepped into the Thirteenth Palace by now.

Every powerhouse watched with bated breath.

Moments ticked away slowly. Such delays meant little to most, yet these experts recognized that every fleeting breath could spell Yang Chen's success or failure.

Indeed, the Thirteenth Palace posed a true ordeal, as Fang Xuan Daozu guarded the Ancient Essence Cold Iron fiercely.

A brief contemplation revealed this truth plainly.

Yang Chen glided effortlessly through the first twelve palaces, only stalling at the Thirteenth.

Yet, precisely when all assumed Yang Chen would falter in the Thirteenth Palace, time dragged on steadily.

Merely the span of brewing a cup of tea later, amid a deafening boom, Yang Chen clinched victory by unleashing Hellfire Mountain.

Beneath this mountain, every puppet in the Thirteenth Palace crumbled in defeat.

Having triumphed, Yang Chen departed casually, emerging from the Ice River Secret Realm.

Upon his return, not a single powerhouse dared question Yang Chen's Emperor Lord prestige.

They witnessed firsthand how Yang Chen's prowess had far outstripped ordinary Heaven-appointed Realm cultivators.

Fang Xuan Daozu exhaled a gentle sigh and declared, "The hour has arrived to surrender this Ancient Essence Cold Iron, enshrined in the Thirteenth Palace for endless years. However..."

"However, what?" Fairy Qing Wan and the fellow disciples inquired.

"However, I won't be the only one paying the steep price for it." Fang Xuan Daozu chuckled heartily.

The disciples stood baffled, unable to decipher their master's cryptic words.

Hands folded behind his back, Fang Xuan Daozu proclaimed, "With this young prodigy's talents, do you really think he'll halt at my Ice River Secret Realm, satisfied with merely one treasure?"