Eternal Holy Emperor-Chapter 764 - 709 The Deal Under the Table

Many people were shaken to find that behind the Heavenly Eagle King, there were so many Supreme Powerhouses ready to emerge and protect him.

Whether it was the Demon Race, or even the Dragon Phoenix Academy, the number one Cultivation Academy in the world, they all stepped forward to defend the Heavenly Eagle King.

Facing all this, the Combat Saint King looked down at the severely wounded Heavenly Eagle King below and smiled, "Heavenly Eagle King, I didn’t expect that you had so many supporters. Even the Protectors behind you have appeared, and the high-level officials of the Dragon Phoenix Academy have come out to protect you. It truly puts me in a difficult position."

The Combat Saint King smiled faintly, but was utterly fearless in the face of two Saint Masters. At the same time, another figure identical to himself emerged from within his body, which was the Supreme Daoist Body, all exuding an Immortal Qi mechanism.

While his original body continued to smile, he kept grinding down the Divine Body of the Heavenly Eagle King, causing it to continuously fracture and studying the Origin secrets on his body. Every second of his gaze brought him great benefits.

However, the Heavenly Eagle King was in immense pain, his injuries deepening over and over again, with no chance whatsoever of healing.

The continuous cycle of healing and fracturing was a kind of agony unimaginable to ordinary people, it was truly despair incarnate.

It was pitiful for the Heavenly Eagle King, a formidable contender on the path of the Human Emperor, exceptional and unparalleled, dominating his era, and fearless even in the face of the Supreme True King. Now, confronted by the incredibly dominant Combat Saint King, his fate had turned so tragic, stirring feelings of deep sighs and lament.

"Little friend, enough is enough. Do you truly have no regard for this old one?" the Demon Race giant could no longer bear seeing the True King, a descendant of the bloodline of the Golden Winged Roc from their clan, being treated like this, practically being tortured. Pushing forward, their Demon Power was immense and apocalyptic, and there was nothing that could stop it.

Meanwhile, the higher-ups of the Dragon Phoenix Academy were also pressing forward.

At that moment, the Combat Saint King’s gaze became exceptionally piercing and grew cold, "I’ve said it before, you can go back, as long as you hand over the Heavenly Eagle Eighteen Forms and the Dragon Slaying Technique."

Dominance!

Imperial authority!

Even when faced with two Saint Masters and many powerhouses from two great forces, the Combat Saint King’s demeanor remained as forceful and commanding as ever, unchanged from before.

This caused the young Heavenly Prides watching from a distance to boil with fervor. Such unyielding and unparalleled audacity, fearless before Saint Masters, daring to challenge, attracted the attention of the whole world.

The outstanding talents present were all in the prime years of youthful vigor, each desiring to be as indomitable and unrivaled as the Combat Saint King, to walk proudly, unafraid in the face of Saints.

The gaze of each and every True King present trembled with emotion.

The two Saint Masters were clearly taken aback, obviously not expecting the Combat Saint King to remain so impervious and unyielding even at this juncture.

Boom—

The Demon Race giant launched an attack, their Demon Power astonishing the world, shattering the eight directions of the sky, bringing into being a terrifying shadow as tall as the heavens, slashing toward the Combat Saint King.

"Fellow Daoist, you must not kill the Combat Saint King!"

The Saint from the Dragon Phoenix Academy hurriedly spoke out.

But the Heavenly Universe shattered directly, and the Demon Clan Saint Master surged forward, tearing everything apart, with Dao Marks pouring down, completely bursting that part of the sky into oblivion, shattering ten desolate mountains to dust, showing the unstoppable Divine Power of the Saint Master.

Yet amidst the surging apocalyptic might, endless golden light shone, the Combat Saint King standing within, side by side with the Supreme Daoist Body, their golden glows intertwining, even protecting the Heavenly Eagle King within them as a trickle of Golden Blood appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But the Combat Saint King’s gaze was intensely fiery, watching it all unfold: "Saint Masters..."

The Demon Clan Saint Master launched another ferocious attack, swearing to personally rescue the Heavenly Eagle King.

Whoosh—

A streak of golden light flashed across heaven and earth, revealing the Combat Saint King performing the Reverse Space Eight Steps. This Dao skill, which is generally applicable only below the Saintly Treasure Realm, was now being executed by him with ultimate speed. freeweɓnovel-cøm

His whole being produced clusters of golden Dao Mark Runes beneath his feet, enveloping a radius of ten meters. With a swoosh, he sidestepped instantly, reaching the limit of speed in the mortal world.

The void completely exploded, but the Demon Clan Saint Master, despite striking personally, failed to even graze a fringe of the Combat Saint King’s garment.

Too fast!

The ultimate speed in the world!

Everyone was shaken; the Combat Saint King was already invincible, and with such a speed that even the Saint Master could not match, who could contend with him for supremacy?

Boom—

"Ah!"

Two sounds erupted simultaneously, as the Heavenly Eagle King’s body exploded. The Combat Saint King crushed his form with an Immortal Holy Fist, reducing him to an indistinct mass of flesh and blood, Holy Bones shattered beyond counting, still researching the secrets of the Origin within.

A great figure of the Demon Race bellowed, "Combat Saint King, you are courting death!"

Boom—

He struck again, tearing apart heaven and earth, but the Combat Saint King’s speed was too fast, surpassing all norms and logic. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared, leaving no trace to follow, vanishing completely from sight.

In the next moment, his figure was already dozens of miles away, perfectly still, materializing there as his Supreme and vigorous Golden Blood surged, overwhelming mountains and rivers.

The poor Heavenly Eagle King was being utterly dismantled by the Combat Saint King, no longer resembling a human form.

Successive strikes yielding nothing, the great figure of the Demon Race wore a very dark expression, seemingly out of options, because the Combat Saint King wielded the world’s ultimate speed, utterly untraceable.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen continued to execute techniques, persistently probing the Origin secrets within the Heavenly Eagle King, and even seized a good amount of Origin Power. Still, he dared not be too greedy, for this was the Golden Winged Roc. Should he fully seize it, the Demon Race might genuinely go mad, and a supreme being might emerge.

This was a situation Ye Chen wished to avoid for the time being.

Finally, the great figure of the Demon Race could no longer bear watching their True King being tormented by the Combat Saint King like this. He secretly sent a message, asking him to spare the Heavenly Eagle King; the Demon Race could offer a portion of the Heavenly Eagle Eighteen Forms and Dragon Slaying Technique secrets, but not in their entirety.

This was the Demon Race’s approach, not wanting to truly escalate the situation publicly, preserving face with a private deal.

Ye Chen pondered for a moment and agreed, for even a portion was very valuable. The complete Heavenly Eagle Eighteen Forms and Heavenly Eagle Dragon Slaying Technique were secrets not to be imparted; probably even the current Heavenly Eagle King had not received the full teachings.

Moreover, he had no desire to offend the Demon Race too greatly. Moderation was best.

When the Demon Clan Saint Master faced Ye Chen in open combat, the two clashed. Ye Chen’s figure greatly shook, but he suffered no injuries, and in an instant, the trade was completed, obtaining portions of the Heavenly Eagle Eighteen Forms and the essence of the Dragon Slaying Technique.

He thus spared the Heavenly Eagle King, allowing him to heal his wounds independently and immediately left the scene.

A peak duel of the younger generation thus came to a comprehensive close.

But Ye Chen did not depart; instead, he turned towards Dragon Phoenix Academy’s Saint and directly inquired, "Where are my sister Ruoxi and Yaya now?"

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