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Chapter 356: The Battle Secret Reappears?

The Heavenly Intention Holy Son's emergence from Ying Tianjing's forehead, stepping onto the battlefield, was already shocking enough. Yet, even more astonishing was his decision not to strike the Fourth Holy Son.

In the cultivation world, most powerhouses lacked grace. Given the chance to crush a prodigy—especially one with Heavy Pupils—few would hesitate. But the Heavenly Intention Holy Son held back, as if such an act was beneath him. He seemed unafraid of Ye Chen's potential, even with his Heavy Pupils. This magnanimity left everyone in awe, his invincible conviction as a top prodigy evident in every gesture.

The crowd assumed the matter would end there, anticipating a future clash when Ying Tianjing reached the Deity Transformation realm, reigniting a prodigy battle with the Fourth Holy Son. But no one expected what came next.

As the Heavenly Intention Holy Son turned to leave, Ye Chen refused to let it go. His attack was earth-shattering. Eighteen golden dragons surged forth, their roars shaking the heavens, deafening all who heard. Each dragon was like an ancient dragon god, radiating terrifying might. And that wasn't all.

Ye Chen unleashed his Heavy Pupils, which he hadn't even used against Ying Tianjing. The pupils split the heavens, carving out a pure domain that enveloped both the Heavenly Intention Holy Son and his brother.

The sheer spectacle left everyone's eyes wide with disbelief. Was Ye Chen insane? With such a vast gap in cultivation, he dared to attack the Heavenly Intention Holy Son? Wasn't this just begging for death?

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Ying Tianjing, dragged into the pure domain created by Ye Chen's Heavy Pupils, felt an overwhelming pressure, realizing anew the chasm between them. In their earlier fight, Ye Chen hadn't even used these powers, yet he'd crushed him effortlessly.

But now, an overjoyed gleamed in Ying Tianjing's eyes. With his brother here, he'd been unwilling to accept Ye Chen's survival. His brother's restraint might have been to leave Ye Chen as a stepping stone for Ying Tianjing's immortal path. But now, with Ye Chen daring to provoke his brother, the Heavenly Intention Holy Son surely wouldn't hold back. Ye Chen was as good as dead!

The Heavenly Intention Holy Son was stopped in his tracks. He gazed at the eighteen golden true dragons, each radiating the aura of ancient gods, then swept his eyes over the chaotic-energy-filled pure domain around him. His expression remained unchanged, his gaze as calm as still water.

He looked at Ye Chen and said evenly, "You still have a chance to stop. Your fight with Tianjing, whether it ends in life or death, is but a minor ripple. But take one more step, and your immortal path will be severed. Choose wisely."

Locked by Ye Chen's Heavy Pupils and pulled into the pure domain, with eighteen golden true dragons roaring toward him, the Heavenly Intention Holy Son remained utterly composed, his words resonating with the heavens themselves. A mere glance from his indifferent eyes was enough to quell any thoughts of defiance in ordinary cultivators.

Yet Ye Chen was unfazed. "If you don't leave now, this avatar of yours will be buried alongside your brother."

His words sent a fresh wave of shock through the crowd. The Heavenly Intention Holy Son, with his terrifying aura and movements aligned with the Heavenly Dao, was merely an avatar, not his true body?

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Ying Tianjing was equally stunned but not panicked. He knew his brother's strength better than anyone—even as an avatar, he was unmatched by Ye Chen.

The Heavenly Intention Holy Son fixed his gaze on Ye Chen's Heavy Pupils and said coldly, "Though not my true body, this is enough to crush you. Since you seek death, I'll send you to reincarnation."

As the eighteen golden dragons closed in, the Heavenly Intention Holy Son tossed Ying Tianjing behind him. His hands rose, forming seals that wove the principles of the Dao and Laws.

In the next moment, eighteen identical golden true dragons materialized behind him, their killing intent surpassing even Ye Chen's dragons. The two forces collided, shaking the earth and sky with a deafening roar.

Having made his move, the Heavenly Intention Holy Son strode forward, his fist crashing toward Ye Chen. The punch was terrifying, making the pure domain tremble as if it could shatter the world itself.

Ye Chen didn't retreat but advanced, sprouting wings on his back as he unleashed both the True Dragon Treasure Technique and the True Phoenix Treasure Technique. The pure domain erupted in divine light, the relentless sounds of cataclysmic clashes the only clue to the outside world of the battle's ferocity.

The Sword Sect onlookers were increasingly stunned. They marveled at the Heavenly Intention Holy Son—a mere strand of divine will as formidable as a true body. Just how terrifying was his real form?

Truly, he was one of this generation's pinnacle prodigies. Most cultivators couldn't hope to defeat even his divine will. Yet the Fourth Holy Son of Heavenly Evolution Holy Land was equally astonishing. Radiant and spirited, he showed no fear, daring to strike first and challenge the Heavenly Intention Holy Son's divine will head-on. His audacity was staggering.

High in the sky, the old man gasped in awe. "The Holy Son's Heavenly Dao Reincarnation Fist has reached such a level? Its killing power is astounding, as if fused with other techniques."

Elder Mo, watching the clash, observed the Heavenly Intention Holy Son's avatar weaving myriad Dao principles and laws in battle with Ye Chen. A glint of surprise flashed in his eyes. "Is that… the Battle Secret?"

The old man's eyes widened. Prompted by Mo's words, he looked closer and realized it did indeed resemble it.

The Battle Secret could manifest all forms of the Dao and its laws, its killing power terrifying beyond measure. The old man hadn't considered it earlier, as the Nine Secrets had been lost for so long, their existence barely whispered about. Only Elder Mo's remark jogged his memory.

"The Holy Son has obtained one of the Nine Secrets? What kind of heavenly favor is this?" the old man exclaimed.

Elder Mo's expression grew grave. "It's likely not the complete Battle Secret, or it would be even more terrifying. But even so, it's extraordinary."

The appearance of the Battle Secret made Elder Mo fix his gaze on the battlefield, ready to intervene and rescue Ye Chen if needed. Yet his eyes also held admiration. During Ye Chen's earlier tribulation, his battle against the Kun Peng revealed a severe lack of combat experience, leaving him at a constant disadvantage. But in such a short time, Ye Chen's skills had grown exponentially, now rivaling prodigies forged in blood and fire. His comprehension was truly astonishing.

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In the battlefield, Ye Chen sensed something amiss. The Heavenly Intention Holy Son's fist momentum was overwhelming, as if it could pierce the heavens. His manifestations of the Dao and its laws were endlessly versatile, their destructive power staggering, matching Ye Chen's Imperial Dragon Qi. It was like facing a different breed of supreme offensive technique.

Both sides' Dao and laws were so formidable that their clashes left mutual wounds. Ye Chen's body sustained injuries, and the damage from the Heavenly Intention Holy Son was resistant to the regenerative powers of his Myriad Star Body. Only by activating his Supreme Heart could he heal. In past battles, Ye Chen had always dominated, making it hard to notice his weaknesses. But now, facing the Heavenly Intention Holy Son's avatar, his shortcomings were clear.

His Myriad Star Body, once formidable, was becoming a liability at his current realm. His physical defenses also needed bolstering. For Ye Chen, identifying a problem meant he could solve it, so he wasn't anxious. His immediate priority was clear: defeat this avatar.

Divine light bloomed from Ye Chen's brow. The Black Yellow Primordial Essence Bell materialized above his head, cascading strands of Black Yellow Primordial Essence to shield his body. With a flap of his golden wings, he charged forward like a primordial deity, striking at the Heavenly Intention Holy Son with unrelenting force.