Above the Eighth Prince’s head floated a Bronze Gourd, looking ordinary and unremarkable, yet as waves of True Essence Power surged into the gourd, a shocking fluctuation rippled through the area.
A terrifying pressure gradually unfolded, causing the entire Desolate Beast Valley to resound with a thunderous roar and changing everyone’s expression as if a Martial God had descended, unmatched in pressure.
"Martial God’s Magical Artifact!?"
The crowd’s expression changed as they recognized the true nature of the Bronze Gourd; ordinary weapons lacked such might. Across the world, only Magic Artifacts crafted by Martial Gods wielded such terrifying pressure.
For these Magic Artifacts were a product of the Martial Gods’ life and dual cultivation. While the Martial Gods comprehended the Heavenly Earth Dao, the Magic Artifacts also carried their Dao Power, surpassing ordinary artifacts and possessing traces of Divine Power.
Once these Magic Artifacts were fully awakened, they would display overwhelming might, comparable to a Martial God in action, capable of sweeping away all enemies.
However, only Martial Gods could fully awaken these artifacts. Even just awakening a fraction of their power was far superior to that of the Innate Strong People.
Now, as relentless flows of True Essence Power from the Eighth Prince entered the Bronze Gourd, threads of Martial God pressure rippled out, stirring between heaven and earth.
Everyone’s expression changed drastically as rumors had it that the Eighth Prince had brought a true heavy weapon this time—a Martial God’s Magical Artifact.
The trialists from Xiafeng Country were especially shocked. No wonder he was confident enough not to fear awakening the mysterious Water Demon from the cold pond. With such a weapon, even the Water Demon from the pond could probably be contested!
With the unveiling of the Martial God’s Magical Artifact, the Eighth Prince’s confidence surged immensely, facing Ye Chen fearlessly, he sneered, "Boy, although I must admit you are indeed impressive, do you really think you are a Martial God? Ridiculous. If you had let me go earlier, I might have spared your life, but today, with the Martial God’s Magical Artifact revealed, sparing lives is no longer an option, not even Spirit Talismans could protect you, die."
With a booming sound, the Bronze Gourd opened and unleashed a ray of cyan light towards Ye Chen.
This cyan light seemed ordinary, merely half a zhang in length, but the moment it appeared, it seemed as if the entire heavens and earth trembled, boundlessly terrifying.
Everyone’s expression changed once again; this single strike could likely injure even those Super Experts eligible for kingship, giving everyone a strong sense of lethal danger.
"Ye Chen, be careful!"
Vivian exclaimed as she felt a tremor in her heart from the emergence of this cyan light, deeply sensing the terror within it.
Other trialists from Xiafeng Country were also shocked.
But at that moment, facing the cyan light emitted by the Martial God’s Magical Artifact, Ye Chen smiled disdainfully and arrogantly, not dodging at all, astonishing everyone while causing many to shake their heads, thinking him an outrageously arrogant youth who truly believed he was a Martial God or one of the Super Experts like Xia Yang, perhaps attempting to showcase his heroism in front of beauties like Vivian and Princess Hongs Rong.
Regrettably, without true strength, such posturing often results in bitter consequences.
Yang Jun sneered, already anticipating the moment Ye Chen would be pierced by the cyan light.
As the cyan light approached, Ye Chen suddenly extended his right hand, audaciously reaching for the cyan light, causing many to shake their heads secretly, undoubtedly a foolish move.
Even Vivian and Princess Hongs Rong worried inwardly.
Undoubtedly not, as seen when his palm suddenly transformed into a golden glass-like facade, every inch of flesh turning crystal clear, veins visibly outlined, his entire hand seeming as if cast from gold, casually grasping the cyan light in his palm without any hesitation, and then with a gentle squeeze, under the stunned gaze of countless onlookers, it simply dissipated.
Completely astounded!
Everyone’s eyes widened, staring dumbfoundedly at the scene, disbelieving.
The event was too shocking; the strongest hit from a Martial God’s Magical Artifact, so easily nullified, hardly competent at all—was it really an attack from a Martial God’s Magical Artifact?
"You—""Even the Eighth Prince Yang Jun almost doubted everything. If not for his deep knowledge that this was indeed a genuine Martial God’s Magical Artifact, he might have doubted everything due to its overwhelming nature.
"Martial God’s Magical Artifact? Ridiculous, how much power can you, a mere Innate, unleash? If it were fully awakened, I might still be apprehensive, but your awakening, the power isn’t even one-tenth!"
Ye Chen sneered and then, with a swift movement, instantly traversed the expanse, arriving right before the Eighth Prince, leaving no time for reaction.
It was all because it happened too fast.
Yang Jun hurriedly summoned the Bronze Gourd, but Ye Chen made his move. His palm seemed cast from glazed gold, each inch of flesh utterly translucent, yet it emitted an unmatched oppressive might, striking hard against the Bronze Gourd.
Once revived, the Martial God’s Bronze Magic Artifact, capable of matching a strike from Martial God himself, even a small fraction of its power surpassing any Innate. But now, it was slapped away, turning into a bronze light that hit nearby mountains, exploding on impact and piercing through the mass.
Unmatched in a single strike!
The youth perfectly embodied this phrase through his true combat strength.
Because of his activation of the Bronze Gourd, the Eighth Prince, Yang Jun, suffered backlash, spewing three mouthfuls of fresh blood and stumbling back hundreds of meters, severely wounded.
Meanwhile, a series of gasps for air could be heard among those present.
To think a single palm had sent the Bronze Gourd flying—what terrifying strength that must have taken.
Especially the Trialists from Xiafeng Country, eyes widened. How long had it been since their last encounter, just five months? And to such a degree had his power grown?
Their instincts told them that the current Ye Chen might be even more formidable and fearsome than the Crown Prince, Xia Yang.
The Eighth Prince looked at Ye Chen in horror, seeing him as an extremely terrifying figure, possibly no less monstrous than his elder brother or Xia Yang. Yet, even now, nothing could change the current situation.
Yang Jun summoned the Bronze Gourd again, condensing bronze light, spitting out a mouthful of Essence Blood, attempting to burn it to fully revive the Bronze Gourd.
Clouds in the sky gathered a dazzling array of colorful Heavenly Earth Power, containing various attributes of earthly energy, summoned under the borrowing of the Martial God’s Magic Artifact.
From the mouth of the Bronze Gourd, beams of bronze light burst forth, each capable of slaughtering a Top 100 Trial Participant, displaying the true might of the Martial God’s Magic Artifact, which Yang Jun had revived a fraction of not to be underestimated.
However, Ye Chen didn’t give Yang Jun a chance. He rushed forward instantly, flicking away each beam of light with ease. The bronze light exploded throughout Desolate Beast Valley, causing a series of loud rumbling noises, blasting numerous giant pits or large holes, forcing Trialists in all directions to flee instantly.
Yet many were still affected by the fallout, especially the Trialists brought by the Eighth Prince, and many were Ye Chen’s targets. Most of the bronze light fell on Heavenly Gate, with many forced to crush Spirit Talismans and self-detonate.
At the same time, a majestic seven-colored light shone between Ye Chen’s brows as he shouted, "Disperse!"
Visibly, the Heavenly Earth Power gathered by the Martial God’s Magic Artifact was scattered by his command.
Then, Ye Chen reached out and grabbed the Bronze Gourd. His glazed golden palm flipped, forcefully wiping off the seal from the gourd, leaving it masterless. The Eighth Prince, Yang Jun, screamed in agony as he rolled on the ground, his complexion terribly pale.
This Bronze Gourd had his spiritual seal, usually helping him control it. Now that Ye Chen had erased it, he too was implicated and injured.
"Ye Chen, how audacious you are, daring to claim a heavy weapon from Tianqi Empire for yourself! Are you really rebelling against the Tianqi Empire?"
Even now, Yang Jun didn’t forget to threaten Ye Chen.
Everyone couldn’t help but shake their heads. At this point, did they really think he feared the Tianqi Empire?
Ye Chen stepped closer incrementally, "Do you truly think I fear the Tianqi Empire?"
Yang Jun startled, staring at the advancing Ye Chen, feeling the increasingly immense and terrifying pressure emanating from him, he gritted his teeth hard and ordered, "Attack the Cold Pond and awake the Water Demon within!"
Despite fearing Ye Chen’s super strength, everyone responded at that moment, launching bolts of True Essence Power lightning-fast towards the Cold Pond.
Thirteenth Prince and others paled, but could not intercept in time, only managing to avoid.
The stone platform shattered, the Cold Pond exploded, sending sky-high splashes of water and engulfing mist rolling intensely, fog blanketing the sky.
Just then, the most terrifying roar suddenly erupted from within the Cold Pond, shaking the area around for miles, with a massive shadow emerging, bringing a heart-palpitating dreadful aura.
The Water Demon of the Cold Pond appeared!