ISWI Chapter 503-505

Chapter 503: Ye Chen, You Dare?

Crack, crack…

The formation around them groaned, its materials reaching their limit. Ye Chen gently pushed aside Yi Qingwu, her eyes dazed. With a surge of Qi, he cleared the liquid from his face. It had to be cleaned, or it would turn sticky. He didn't blame her—he'd done the same before. Karma, perhaps.

After a while, Yi Qingwu regained her composure, her gaze complex as she looked at him. Glancing at the crumbling formation, she knew time was up. Sadness flickered in her eyes as she spoke softly, "Ye Chen, I've known Heavenly Intention Holy Son since childhood, but these years with you have been far happier. He killed my father and now wants you dead. He's my mortal enemy. One day, I'll betray him when he least expects it and slay him. If only I could master a devouring technique, I'd consume his origin, just as he did my father—and plans to do with you."

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. Ying Tiansheng killed her father and devoured him? No wonder she gifted him the Moon Palace and acted like she'd give anything to spite him. It all made sense. Losing a father to her fiancé's betrayal must have been agony.

Ye Chen felt a pang of sympathy. But with the formation about to collapse, there'd be no more chances to give gifts. He produced a jade box, gleaming with a golden spirit peach inside, radiating a refreshing aura. Yi Qingwu's delicate brow arched.

Ye Chen spoke, "Grandma used the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid to heal her origin wound, but her body's decline was unavoidable. This Immortal Gold Spirit Peach can replenish physical origin strength. It won't restore her to her peak, but it's a rare treasure for the body. I planned to use it as an excuse to meet you again later. Now, it seems I won't get the chance. So, Qingwu, take it."

The peach wasn't as valuable as the orchid, and Heavenly Intention Holy Land likely had similar treasures. But Ye Chen's words brought tears to Yi Qingwu's eyes. They'd known each other for years but only met three times.

Each time, Ye Chen seized every moment, as if afraid to waste a second. He'd shared the orchid's news just to spend a few days with her. The peach, beneficial for a cultivator's body and refining, was something he'd thought of using to see her again. It was clear now. After each parting, Ye Chen must have pined for her in Heavenly Evolution Holy Land, counting the days until they'd meet again. Knowing his death was near, he gave her the peach early. The weight of his feelings pressed on her chest, stealing her breath.

"I'm sorry," Yi Qingwu whispered, her usually talkative lips trembling. Three words were all she could manage. If not for her, Heavenly Intention Holy Son wouldn't hate Ye Chen so fiercely, hell-bent on his death.

Ye Chen smiled, taking the fiancée's hand and placing the jade box in it. "No need for apologies. Besides, who lives or dies is still uncertain."

Yi Qingwu thought he was just comforting her. After all, a true Mahayana stage expert waited outside. Even if Fang Qing disdained to act, Heavenly Intention Holy Son, capable of slaying Hua Yunfei, was absurdly strong. Ye Chen stood no chance against him.

Seeing Ye Chen calmly await the formation's collapse, Yi Qingwu's heart ached. This man loved her too much, refusing to let her feel any guilt despite his doomed fate. If only her father had chosen Ye Chen as his disciple instead.

Ye Chen would never have killed him or betrayed her. Without Heavenly Intention Holy Son, they could have been the Great Yan Continent's most celebrated immortal couple.

At the last moment, Yi Qingwu spoke, "Give me the recording stone."

Ye Chen paused, confused.

She said calmly, "To show Heavenly Intention Holy Son what you forced me to do." Unspoken was her truth: she'd never forget Ye Chen. The stone's contents would let her remember him.

Ye Chen hesitated, then spoke earnestly, "This stone is our private joy. I don't want anyone else to see it, even if it's just an image, even if it's your fiancé."

He truly disliked the idea—sharing intimate moments was unthinkable, unlike some who'd flaunt such things.

Yi Qingwu's eyes shimmered. Ye Chen cherished every moment with her; of course he wouldn't share. His fierce possessiveness was proof of his deep love. Her gaze softened, though guilt deepened.

"Don't worry," she said gently, "I won't let anyone see me like that."

After her repeated assurances, Ye Chen handed her the stone. It was useless to him anyway—his other women, with their unique charms, sufficed without it. Yi Qingwu took it and pulled out a new stone, tinkering with something. Ye Chen didn't pry, instead smiling at his system's rewards, mood bright. They worked on their own tasks, harmony between them.

Meanwhile, the formation finally gave way, exploding. Yi Qingwu shouted, "Holy Son, save me!" She activated Movement Secret, darting out of the formation.

Ye Chen, with a playful smirk, reached out to grab her back, their familiarity needing no rehearsal. In the distance, Heavenly Intention Holy Son saw her primal yin intact, her robe unchanged, and exhaled in relief. His worst fears hadn't come true. But seeing Ye Chen dare to grab her as the formation broke, his pupils narrowed, fury erupting.

"Ye Chen, you dare!"

His terrifying aura exploded, vowing to crush Ye Chen today. But someone moved faster.

Fang Qing, with a cold smile, surged forward, aiming to obliterate the weakened Mo Yixi.

Chapter 504: Sorry, I Lied to You!

The grand formation finally shattered. Heavenly Intention Holy Son's face darkened as he saw Ye Chen reaching for the fiancée, ready to charge forward. But Fang Qing was faster. A Mahayana realm expert erupted, shaking the laws of heaven and earth with terrifying might. The pressure pinned Heavenly Intention Holy Son, rendering his Movement Secret useless.

Fang Qing's eyes burned with killing intent. At this moment, Mo Yixi's aura had plummeted below the Unity realm. He could sense the withered source beneath his flesh. Even his hair had turned gray in just a few days. It was clear—Mo Yixi was truly at his end.

Yet Fang Qing spared no effort. When he moved, it was with his most devastating strike. This was why he had survived this long. He aimed to kill Elder Mo in one blow. Radiant light burst from his hand, as if the laws of the Great Dao were unfolding.

Endless divine light surged, as though the entire world was in Fang Qing's grasp, descending to crush Mo Yixi. The entire Great Shang Immortal City grew somber.

Countless cultivators felt their hearts nearly burst under the pressure. Their eyes were filled with awe. Was this the full force of a Mahayana expert? It was terrifying. Could even an immortal withstand such a strike? Who could block it?

Elder Mo, locked in Fang Qing's sights, paled—first in shock, then in fear. But as Fang Qing closed in, his expression shifted, a smile emerging. "I've been waiting for you!"

Fang Qing's face changed, but he dismissed it as a bluff. His killing intent surged, merciless. It was dusk. Elder Mo stood against the setting sun, its rays casting a golden glow around him. His movement was simple: he raised his right hand, index and middle fingers slashing down.

Boom!

The endless radiant light in Fang Qing's hand, capable of destroying the world, shattered the moment Elder Mo's fingers struck. The boundless laws collapsed, dissolving into the heavens.

The terrifying clash echoed through the skies, reverberating endlessly. The protective formation of Great Shang Immortal City silently crumbled under the shockwave, revealing the sheer horror of their collision. Elder Mo not only blocked the strike but gained the upper hand. Everyone was stunned, unable to believe it.

Fang Qing, sensing the terrifying aura rising from Elder Mo, was filled with doubt and confusion.

Elder Mo's lips curled into a cold smile. "I lied before. I hadn't fully ascended—I was just bluffing to scare you! Now, I've truly ascended to the peak! Are you ready to die with me?"

As he spoke, his hands never stopped, weaving countless laws into a unique domain.

Fang Qing had no chance to escape as the domain enveloped him. His face darkened as he scanned his surroundings. He couldn't tell if Elder Mo's words were true or another ruse. Had he really been bluffing before, only now reaching his peak?

Trapped in his domain, escape was impossible in the short term—a battle was inevitable.

Fang Qing's eyes blazed with fighting spirit. He hadn't wanted to risk his jade-like body against Mo Yixi's broken tile. But that didn't mean he feared him. In his peak state, why couldn't he defeat a fleetingly ascended Mo Yixi? He thought he could take him down with him? Let's see if he had the ability.

…

Elder Mo raised his hand, trapping Fang Qing. He glanced at Heavenly Intention Holy Son, then at Ye Chen. Ye Chen instantly understood his look—should he trap Heavenly Intention Holy Son too?

He shook his head. Elder Mo smiled, his figure vanishing into the domain. His domain, carved from the void, blocked all sight. To onlookers, only Ye Chen, Heavenly Intention Holy Son, and Heavenly Intention Holy Maiden remained in the sky.

Heavenly Intention Holy Son was stunned by Elder Mo's sudden outburst. But a cold smirk soon curled his lips. This wasn't bad for him. He could easily crush Ye Chen. If Fang Qing and Mo Yixi both fell or perished together, he could devour all three's sources.

Fang Qing's physique, though unknown, was extraordinary to reach Mahayana. Elder Mo possessed a King Body, unmatched in strength. And Ye Chen had the Supreme Heart and Heavy Pupils. If he absorbed them all, even in his sect's brutal trials, he'd emerge the strongest.

Heavenly Intention Holy Son hesitated no longer. Before the great battle ended, he'd subdue Ye Chen. His gaze shot out like lightning, two beams of holy light shattering Ye Chen's giant hand.

With a flash, he used Movement Secret, shielding the fiancée behind him. He didn't attack immediately—Ye Chen was already a dead man in his eyes. He only wanted to know if the fiancée was humiliated or hurt.

"Qingwu, are you okay?"

Hearing his voice, Yi Qingwu looked to Heavenly Intention Holy Son as her anchor. Her clear eyes reddened, evoking pity, filled with grievance, humiliation, and a hint of blame as if questioning why he hadn't saved her sooner. But in the end, she seemed to hold back, nodding silently. Her demeanor made Heavenly Intention Holy Son oblivious to anything amiss. She'd definitely been humiliated. His True Martial Eye scanned her, finding no other issues. But her lips seemed swollen…

In that moment, he understood why she didn't speak. Recalling Ye Chen's projected image—only his head and torso visible, eyes closing mid-speech, body swaying—Heavenly Intention Holy Son's black hair whipped wildly as he glared at Ye Chen.

Humiliation and guilt churned within him. No man could endure the fiancée being treated this way. His weakness, failing to save her, led to her shame, fueling his guilt. Complex emotions fused into towering killing intent. Heavenly Intention Holy Son held back no longer. He'd strike like thunder, annihilating Ye Chen.

"Immortal Dao Divine Domain! Great Dao Treasure Bottle!"

A domain erupted from him, enveloping Great Shang Immortal City. Countless cultivators within found their spiritual Qi weakened, their techniques and laws reduced to seventy percent power. All marveled.

Heavenly Intention Holy Son's domain, post-Unity realm breakthrough, was too formidable. Its vast range and potent effect suppressed enemies' qi. Utterly terrifying. Within his domain, he was near invincible.

In the next moment, endless divine light surged from him, blocking outsiders' view. He formed the Great Dao Treasure Bottle, its boundless charm flowing, charging at Ye Chen trapped within the domain. His opening move was his strongest attack. His resolve to kill Ye Chen was razor-sharp.

From afar, Yi Qingwu watched, fists clenched, eyes full of worry. Ahead, Ye Chen raised a brow, smiling. Unfazed by the suppression, he didn't even activate his Heavy Pupils. Divine light boiled at his brow, forming a divine bridge. A solid figure stepped out from it…

Chapter 505: The Outcome is All Wrong!

Heavenly Intention Holy Son surged with killing intent, divine light swirling around him, wielding the Great Dao Treasure Bottle as he charged. Countless cultivators in Great Shang Immortal City couldn't see his movements clearly.

But they sighed in pity. The Fourth Holy Son was doomed. After all, even Hua Yunfei's avatar fell to Heavenly Intention Holy Son. The Fourth Holy Son, only at mid-Deity Transformation, was far outmatched. How could he resist?

Some remarked he deserved his fate. Daring to provoke Heavenly Intention Holy Son's fiancée? If not him, who else?

Under countless gazes, Ye Chen's lips curved calmly. Divine light bloomed from his brow, a shadow emerging alongside the divine bridge, bursting forth. In an instant, it grew massive.

Standing a hundred meters tall between heaven and earth. Ye Chen's true body stood at the shadow's brow, calmly overlooking the approaching Heavenly Intention Holy Son.

Heaven and Earth Manifestation.

The sight of the Fourth Holy Son's manifestation silenced Great Shang Immortal City. At Deity Transformation, one could form their own manifestation. The truly powerful reached a thousand meters, so a hundred wasn't remarkable. But the Fourth Holy Son's manifestation was terrifying.

Though only a hundred meters, it seemed to touch the sky. In its hand, a divine axe flowed with endless chaotic energy, as if it could cleave anything. Merely looking at it, countless felt their spirit sense splitting in two. All marveled in their hearts.

The Fourth Holy Son's talent was truly formidable. No wonder he dared challenge Heavenly Intention Holy Son for a woman.

…

Ye Chen ignored the onlookers. With a thought, the manifestation's mountain-like arms flexed, raising the divine axe high, locking onto Heavenly Intention Holy Son.

Heavenly Intention Holy Son's gaze sharpened. He'd faced Ye Chen's manifestation before. Now locked on, it felt like no matter where he went, he couldn't dodge this axe—it would cleave him apart.

But this time, he was prepared. He wouldn't fall for the same trick twice. His Great Dao Treasure Bottle, the pinnacle of his inherited techniques, paired with the Myriad Transformations Sacred Art, could dissolve any offensive technique. Even the supreme Ten Vicious Treasure Techniques would be neutralized.

The Myriad Transformations Sacred Art, created by a peerless female immortal, was designed to counter top-tier techniques like the Vicious Ten and Nine Secrets. No matter how terrifying Ye Chen's manifestation was, it would be reduced to pure energy by the sacred art, then absorbed by the Great Dao Treasure Bottle, and returned to him in full. So, facing the axe that could split the void, chaos, and all things, Heavenly Intention Holy Son felt no fear, charging head-on.

Boom…

The divine axe crashed down, reducing everything in its path to primal Yin-Yang Qi. In a blink, it reached Heavenly Intention Holy Son. His eyes blazed like lightning, urging the Myriad Transformations Sacred Art to dissolve it.

But in the next instant, his face changed. It didn't work—it truly didn't work. His sacred art had no effect on the axe. How was this possible?

Heavenly Intention Holy Son reacted swiftly, opening the Great Dao Treasure Bottle wide to absorb the strike.

Crack…

The bottle shattered, exploding violently. The attack far exceeded its limits. Shock and confusion flooded Heavenly Intention Holy Son's heart. How could such a terrifying Heaven and Earth Manifestation exist? What had Ye Chen conjured? A giant wielding a divine axe. Could Ye Chen have comprehended the Pangu himself?

Stunned, Heavenly Intention Holy Son didn't hesitate, turning to flee. He activated Movement Secret, vanishing into the void to dodge the strike. The stronger the manifestation, the greater its cost. Once Ye Chen's manifestation faded, he'd crush him easily.

Heavenly Intention Holy Son planned well. But as the axe fell, it seemed to strike nothing. Yet, the void where he hid exploded. Heavenly Intention Holy Son's body was cleaved in two. Golden blood sprayed from the split.

Heavenly Intention Holy Son, sliced from head to toe, wasn't dead. His bisected eyes brimmed with disbelief. He'd clearly escaped, and the axe hit nothing. Why was he still cleaved? How was this possible? Did Ye Chen's manifestation involve causality? Hitting its target regardless of contact? Utterly absurd!

Above, Ye Chen, now piloting his "mecha," felt satisfied. His manifestation was Pangu's World-Opening. Even the heavens couldn't escape—how could a man? Once locked, the enemy had nowhere to flee, only to resist. Had Heavenly Intention Holy Son blocked, he might've survived, at least partially intact. Pity—he chose wrong.

Ye Chen was thrilled with his manifestation's effect. One swing wasn't enough. His urge to cleave grew, his gaze drifting toward Elder Mo and Fang Qing's battle, tempted to test it on a Mahayana expert. But first, he'd finish Heavenly Intention Holy Son. One more swing.

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In the distance, Yi Qingwu never expected this outcome. No time for shock. Seeing her fiancé cleaved in two, a shadow passed through her exquisite eyes. Her stunning figure flew toward Heavenly Intention Holy Son without hesitation.

"Holy Son, hold on! I have a treasure pill. I'll take you away and heal you! Ye Chen, don't touch my fiancé, or I'll never forgive you!"

The scene moved countless shocked onlookers in Great Shang Immortal City. The Fourth Holy Son was outrageously strong, splitting Heavenly Intention Holy Son in half, unbelievable.

But so what? Even winning the battlefield, he couldn't win the Holy Maiden's heart. Ye Chen, about to swing another axe, paused. Seeing Yi Qingwu fly to Heavenly Intention Holy Son, he gave her a strange look, guessing her intent.
He decided to let her have this moment.

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As for Heavenly Intention Holy Son, a Unity realm expert with myriad mystical arts, even being halved, he could recover swiftly. But Ye Chen's manifestation carried astonishing laws. Despite using Heavenly Intention Holy Land's top healing arts, he couldn't mend.

Panic gripped him. No matter how strong his vitality, without recovery, it would drain, and he might truly fall. The fiancée, fearless of Ye Chen's might, rushed to his aid without hesitation. This moved Heavenly Intention Holy Son deeply.

Yet, amid the emotion, humiliation and guilt surged. He failed to save her, and now the one who humiliated her had split him in two. Worse, she had to threaten Ye Chen to make him stop. The shame overwhelmed him. He wished he'd been killed outright.

But with his Devouring Heaven Demon Art and boundless potential, today's humiliations could be repaid in the future. He didn't want to die. His bisected eyes gazed hopefully at the void where the Mahayana battle raged, praying Fang Qing would end it and save him.

At that moment, the void trembled, and a figure burst through the domain. It was Fang Qing's aura.

Heavenly Intention Holy Son's heart leaped with joy. Fang Qing had surely crushed Mo Yixi, ending the fight. He opened his mouth to call for help. But no words came. Fang Qing, emerging from the void, had half his body blown apart, part of his head shattered. His eyes brimmed with terror. "His full sublimation is too fierce. I can't win—truly can't win! We need to go!"

The entire cultivation world fell silent. Countless cultivators stared in disbelief. Everyone had thought Heavenly Intention Holy Son outmatched the Fourth Holy Son. His protector outmatched the Fourth's. Yet the battle, barely begun, was over? And the outcome defied all expectations. Not one guess was right!