Eternal Holy Emperor-Chapter 1287 - 1157: Space Storm

Once again parting ways, Ye Chen stood before the Domain Gate, his gaze profound, as if he could see through the Space Channel and glimpse his departing parents, wife, daughter, and clan members.

His heart was reluctant.

Only after a long time did he retract his gaze.

"Yiyi Yaya—"

A cute little white beast didn’t leave, landing directly on Ye Chen’s shoulder. Its long tail coiled around his neck, and its adorable little head kept nuzzling against Ye Chen’s face, chirping incessantly.

It was Yiyi, who hadn’t left, and this time would be following Ye Chen.

Ye Chen gently rubbed its little head with his big hand and said, "Yiyi, we’re finally acting together again."

"Yiyi—yes, finally with Little Yueyue, we can go out and play." Yiyi chirped with a youthful voice.

"You playful little fellow, just like Yaya." Ye Chen shook his head somewhat helplessly, then said to the Ye Family Patriarch, "Ye Family Master, please open the channel to the Human Emperor State."

"Alright."

Under the guidance of the Ye Family Patriarch, the Domain Gate’s transmission coordinates changed, once again opening the long-distance teleportation Domain Gate. Ye Chen stepped into it, and with a boom, both he and the beast disappeared, heading for the true center of the Ten Thousand Domains.

Within the Domain Gate was a vibrant space channel leading to a distant region, separated by an unimaginable distance, at least billions of miles away, too vast to be comprehended by ordinary logic.

This was a stable space channel, a colorful path constructed by the Dao Mark Runes inscribed between Domain Gates, very stable and difficult to penetrate.

Especially since this was an Emperor Clan’s Domain Gate, the constructed space channel was even more stable and faster, involving portions of the Time Law.

Ye Chen stood within, Yiyi coiled around his shoulder, waiting to leave the space channel. By an Emperor Clan’s Domain Gate, it would take less than an hour at most to successfully reach the Human Emperor State.

The seven-colored space channel traversed through the endless space turbulence, and through it, glimpses of the endless space turbulence could be seen, along with other space channels traversing it. Though they were similarly vibrant, none were as brilliant, grand, and fast as the one Ye Chen was in, incomparable.

In other space channels, those who saw Ye Chen were shocked, only able to see the figure of an imposing young man but deeply aware of his extraordinary nature. Ordinary people could never afford such an extraordinary Domain Gate.

Boom—

Suddenly, the endless space turbulence grew immensely violent, sweeping through and affecting all space channels.

Almost all the seven-colored space channels seemed unstable, trembling as if about to collapse at any moment, threatening to dissipate.

Only Ye Chen’s space channel remained stable as always, not collapsing, with a special divine power circulating within, maintaining its stability.

"This is not good; there are terrifying figures battling up ahead, affecting the space turbulence and creating a dreadful space storm." People in other space channels turned pale, for the endless space turbulence was extremely dangerous, even Saints couldn’t last long, and only those above the Heroic Lord Level could barely traverse it, though with great peril.

Especially this kind of vast space storm, even Saint Master Level characters faced the crisis of life and death.

Moreover, not all strong figures in other space channels were Saint Master Level characters. Such beings are leaders of major forces, considered top-tier in the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms, not ubiquitously present, even in the most prosperous Ten Thousand Domains Center.

"Go, let’s rush to that space channel before the space storm completely affects us."

In one space channel, the strongest within was a powerful Heroic Master, possessing remarkable cultivation. Faced with such a terrifying space storm, he decisively unleashed a circle of bright Divine Light, enveloping the two Saints beside him, breaking through their space channel, and charging into the space channel where Ye Chen was.

Not far away, three other space channels did the same without hesitation, departing their channels and rushing into the one where Ye Chen was.

"Fellow Daoist ahead, could you lend us a hand? We’re willing to offer sufficient compensation." The initial Heroic Lord Level figure spoke, directly and openly, willing to pay a corresponding price for the chance to enter the space channel.

Everyone else looked towards Ye Chen, because without his assistance, they couldn’t open the space channel to enter inside.

Ye Chen nodded indifferently and said, "Alright, three million pounds of Spirit Stone per person."

Hearing this, several people outside the space channel gasped, wide-eyed.

Three million pounds of Spirit Stone per person, with ten people, totaling thirty million pounds of Spirit Stone—wasn’t that too exorbitant?

"Fellow Daoist, isn’t this too much? Why can’t you lend us a hand? We’d be very grateful." One of the Saints spoke, somewhat displeased.

"That’s right, Fellow Daoist, we’re all cultivators, helping each other is normal, so why demand such an exorbitant price?" Others chimed in.

Yet Ye Chen glanced at them calmly, "Either pay three million pounds of Spirit Stone, or return to your respective space channels, nothing else to discuss."

"You—" The response incensed many strong figures; was he truly going to be so cold-hearted?

But Ye Chen remained unmoved. He wasn’t some paragon of virtue, rescuing everyone he came across. Wouldn’t he never cultivate, merely wandering the world saving people?

Rumble—

At this moment, an even more terrifying space storm was sweeping over, rumbling, causing the fronts of other space channels to begin collapsing, changing the faces of those within.

"Fine, Fellow Daoist, we agree, please open it," the Heroic Lord directly consented.

"Sect Master—" the two Saints beside him spoke urgently.

"No more words," the Sect Master said, extracting a pile of Spirit Stones as large as a hill, shining brilliantly, overflowing with nature’s spiritual energy, totaling nine million pounds.

Ye Chen nodded, grabbed them, and opened the space channel, allowing the three to enter.

Other strong figures tried to seize the opportunity to rush in, but Ye Chen acted faster, immediately closing the space channel, causing those who crashed into it to be flung backwards, in pain, yet helpless.

And they saw the space storm swiftly approaching, completely changed in hue, each rapidly taking out three million pounds of Spirit Stone: "Fellow Daoist, please quickly open the space channel."

However, Ye Chen refused, coldly saying, "The price has gone up now, four million pounds of Spirit Stone per person."