Chapter 166: Hong Meng Daoist Battles the Three Thousand Divine Emperors!

Just as Si Ma Chong, Hua Tian Du, and Fan Qingying were startled, the Chu Nan Young Master, who had been turned into a sky‑filled blood mist by Chen Zheng's Golden Core explosion, instantly reconstituted his flesh and blood into a human shape, his gaze vicious, snarling at the ancient war chariot where Chen Zheng stood: "Damn it, I've cultivated for years and have never taken such a huge loss! Who the hell are you? Get out of the chariot for me!"

He had actually revived; aside from his pallid complexion, he seemed to have suffered no substantive injuries.

This is normal; he is a strongman of the second tier of Eternal Life, the "Undying Body" realm, whose primordial spirit has fully merged with his flesh, making both body and magical power even stronger, capable of moving stars and changing constellations, and can rebirth through shedding blood.

Even if his body is shattered into countless specks of dust, as long as a single speck escapes the disaster, it can reconsolidate and return, at most draining a large amount of primordial Qi.

Therefore, second‑tier Eternal Life strongmen are called Undying Bodies, virtually unkillable.

When facing such a strongman, members of all major sects are extra cautious; they rarely offend the Undying lightly, and if they do, they must devise every possible method to annihilate him completely, leaving no ash.

Otherwise, when he resurrects, he will take revenge on your family, friends, or disciples of your sect, which would be a huge trouble.

But to completely kill an Undying strongman is far from easy.

Even a third‑tier Eternal Life strongman cannot claim a hundred percent certainty.

The Undying Body is too hard to kill.

"Who am I? You don't need to know; just know that I am the one who will kill you."

Inside the ancient war chariot, Chen Zheng's cold laugh rang out, echoing across the vast heavens.

As he spoke, the chariot roared violently, crushing the void as it barreled toward Young Master Chu Nan.

"Kill me? You underestimate me. After roaming the heavens for so many years, you think I have no hidden tricks? Bring forth the Indra Scepter!"

Young Master Chu Nan let out a cold snort, evil light flashing in his eyes, and a brilliant aura erupted above his head, forming a noble scepter.

The scepter was over a man's length, not forged from celestial gold or divine iron, but polished like bone, resembling the bone armor of the Divine Clan's bodies.

Even the aura emanating from the scepter was similar to that of Divine Son Che Yuan and Hate Heaven Divine Emperor, giving a sense of supreme authority over the heavens.

The shaft glittered with sharp brilliance, coursing with dense Divine Clan script, like a lone bird spreading its wings, spiraling endlessly, communicating with the heavens.

It was clearly a top‑grade Dao artifact: the Indra Scepter!

In fact, Chu Nan's grand chair‑bed is also a top‑grade Dao artifact, called the Star Emperor Dragon Bed.

He surprisingly possessed two coveted top‑grade Dao artifacts, his wealth far surpassing that of a typical major sect, holding the title of Supreme Elder, nearly half of Chen Zheng's.

Truly he is rich and powerful.

When the Indra Scepter appeared, Chu Nan grasped it tightly, causing him to transform as if an ancient Divine Emperor possessed him; the evil light in his eyes turned into radiant divine light, and his aura shifted to the Divine Clan's contemptuous vibe that regards all heaven and earth as slaves, as pigs and dogs.

Even his entire being was enveloped by a massive core of Divine Power.

So Young Master Chu Nan actually possesses the Divine Clan's exclusive Divine Power?

Could he not be human, but a member of the Divine Clan?

Yes, and no.

In fact, Chu Nan's mother is a female Divine Emperor of the Divine Clan, named Dou Mu Divine Emperor, and similar to Divine Son Che Yuan's father, Che Yuan Divine Emperor; both are among the Divine Clan's presidents sent to the Three Thousand Great Worlds.

His father is the Supreme Elder of the Wuji Star Palace, named Xing Di, and the Star Emperor Dragon Bed was forged by his father for him.

Young Master Chu Nan is the offspring of Dou Mu Divine Emperor and Xing Di, a half‑human half‑god, able to draw pure Yang Qi from the Celestial Realm and Divine Power from the Void God Realm for cultivation, truly gifted with boundless potential.

"Kill!"

Young Master Chu Nan moved, pointing to the heavens and stamping the earth, a surge of dominance arising as he unleashed a fierce, unparalleled staff technique.

In an instant, layers of staff shadows morphed into a thousand towering mountains, overlapping, and myriad rivers cascading, covering the sky.

A thousand mountains, ten thousand waters!

To meet the incoming ancient war chariot.

This is the Divine Emperor Staff Technique, created by a Divine Emperor of the Divine Clan who can rival immortals, not inferior to ordinary Three Thousand Dao, and when combined with the Indra Scepter, they complement each other, multiplying their power; many Undying strongmen of the Wuji Star Palace may not even withstand a single strike.

He refuses to believe he cannot block Chen Zheng's ancient war chariot.

But at that moment, five treasures shot out from the chariot: the Ten Directions Five Elements Tower, the Hate Heaven Compass, the Great Chaos Thunder Sword, the Great Wilderness Ancient Furnace, and the Vast Sea Divine Pearl.

Including the chariot itself, there were six top‑grade Dao artifacts, unleashing a boundless momentum that shook the heavens and made the earth tremble, instantly crushing the thousand mountains and ten thousand waters like six raging torrents, charging straight at Young Master Chu Nan.

"What?"

Seeing this, Young Master Chu Nan's complexion changed dramatically; he never imagined Chen Zheng possessed so many top‑grade Dao artifacts.

He only had one top‑grade Dao artifact in hand, and the Star Emperor Dragon Bed was unknown whether broken, being piloted by Fang Qingwei to an unknown location; how could he possibly resist?

He could only retreat wildly.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and emitted a string of syllables; a divine ability manifested on his body, forming an egg‑shell‑like light sphere covered with dense runes, as if two massive turtle shells clamped him in the middle, guarding him tightly.

This is the Great Protective Technique of the Three Thousand Dao, unrivaled in defense, claimed to be unbreakable by all methods and impervious to all evils.

If cultivated to the extreme, even a collapsing universe or shattered great world cannot shake it.

This technique ranks very high within the Three Thousand Dao, capable of countering the Great Slaughter Art, Great Cutting Art, Great Annihilation Art, and other crushing or piercing divine abilities.

However, the technique has been lost for ages, known only to a few ancient strongmen.

Legend says that in ancient times, Hong Meng Daoist once used the Great Protective Technique to fend off a combined strike from the Three Thousand Divine Emperors, then unleashed the Hong Meng Heavenly Dao, slaying all three thousand Divine Emperors.

Thus the Great Protective Technique's defensive power is astonishing; once mastered, it is virtually without any danger.

But even a strong Great Protective Technique depends on who wields it.

If Hong Meng Daoist employs it, Chen Zheng certainly cannot break it.

However, Chu Nan's magical power is only comparable to Chen Zheng's, and he was just severely wounded by Chen Zheng's Golden Core strike; now the disparity in the number of artifacts is huge, making resistance impossible.

Bang!

"Ah..."

Young Master Chu Nan was engulfed by the six top‑grade Dao artifacts; the Indra Scepter was knocked free and flew away, the turtle shell shattered instantly, his body disintegrated again into a sky of flesh and blood.

The flesh writhed as if alive, screaming in terror while scattering in all directions, desperately trying to flee Chen Zheng and escape to the heavens.

Young Master Chu Nan was completely overthinking.

Before he could get far, Chen Zheng's primordial Golden Core flew out again, spiraling swiftly and shedding a cascade of magma‑like flames that turned the void into a raging sea of fire, scorching, causing countless pieces of Chu Nan's flesh to crackle.

"Ahhh! What kind of flame is this, able to refine my Undying Body? Ah! My father is the Supreme Elder of the Wuji Star Palace, my mother is a Divine Emperor of the King Realm, I still have three thousand concubines I haven't enjoyed enough, you cannot kill me, you cannot kill me..."

A miserable scream!

Chu Nan Gongzi let out a miserable, tragic scream.

Chen Zheng sat upright in the carriage, unmoving, expressionless, paying no heed to Chu Nan Gongzi's miserable howl.

From the moment this person dared to harbor designs on Fang Qingxue, only death awaited them.

No one could save them.

Not only must this person die, but Si Ma Chong and Fan Qingying must die as well.

Boom—

Chen Zheng's two massive hands reached out from the carriage, extending without cease, traversing hundreds of thousands of miles, catching up to the terrified Si Ma Chong and Fan Qingying as they fled desperately, and he slammed two fists toward them.

Bang!

Si Ma Chong exploded on the spot; the high-grade Dao artifact banner he was flying fell into Chen Zheng's hand.

"Don't..."

Fan Qingying's face drained of color, she wanted to beg for mercy.

(End of chapter)