Eternal Holy Emperor

All of this was to see what abilities the key figure chosen by the emperors held.

If it were just an ordinary young supreme, Christie might have been very disappointed, perhaps even without awakening.

But fortunately, Ye Chen, this key figure, did not disappoint her. On the contrary, he quickly grew in the eleven days of confrontation, even allowing her to shed blood, and in the strongest collision, both could perish, causing her to be shattered.

All of this was indeed unexpectedly powerful.

"Of course, my appearance is partly to test you, to see if you, the key figure harboring hope for the Sealing Universe, are qualified. On the other hand, I’ve naturally left something for you, to help you grow better," Christie said, her voice remained calm and natural throughout, yet there was a particular appreciation for Ye Chen, the key figure.

Ye Chen made her very satisfied, otherwise ordinary young supremes, even the strongest young supremes like Emperor’s sons or daughters, might not have satisfied her.

Ye Chen was startled, then solemnly respected.

Each Great Emperor is indeed worthy of respect from the world, sleeping for endless ages, waiting for an instant of eternity, only for him—the key figure, also for the hope of the Sealing Universe.

Christie looked at Ye Chen with a bit of lamentation and relief: "Throughout eternity, after several cycles of reincarnation, I finally waited for the appearance of this little fellow. My responsibility has finally been relieved. Now, let me pass on those remaining measures to you."

Buzz—

The Angel God Emperor’s hands, more divine and beautiful than the purest jade, gently flipped, revealing a sacred halo, upon which nine special Holy Light Emperor characters were floating, radiating light rays, appearing supremely divine and holy, slowly flying towards Ye Chen’s position.

Ye Chen did not hesitate, lifting his hand to grab it. This sacred halo then merged into Ye Chen’s brow, further appearing within Ye Chen’s Sea of Consciousness, merging into the Chaos Saint Soul.

Boom—

Suddenly, Ye Chen’s Chaos Saint Soul instantaneously surged with Holy Light, releasing incomparable Primordial Holy Light throughout, within which resounded with the supreme Holy Scripture, faintly perceiving three thousand Holy Light Groups emerging, numerous angels chanting scriptures, Holy Light soaring boundlessly, countless radiant Holy Light feathers swirling and dancing around.

Ye Chen’s whole mind immersed deeply, comprehending the various aspects within the sacred halo, contained within are the complete texts of the Angel Emperor’s supreme scripture.

This is the treasure left by the Angel God Emperor for Ye Chen, handing over the Angel Emperor Scripture.

It is the Emperor Scripture created by a generation of Supreme Emperor, Angel God Emperor, containing lifetimes of Secret Techniques, unfathomable, enough for anyone to ponder for a lifetime, even among those of emperor and emperor status, it may not be entirely comprehensible within a short time.

Meanwhile, Christie did not stop there. On the contrary, she was bathed in Primordial Holy Light, her red lips slightly parted, continuously emitting special sounds.

It was not worldly language, opposite, it was a kind of Emperor Dao’s sound comprehensible only to those in confusion among emperors and Supreme Immortal, elaborate and mysterious, difficult to understand, yet continuously being transmitted into Ye Chen’s ears, transforming into special Emperor characters, deeply imprinted in Ye Chen’s heart, unforgettable.

This is the final Forbidden Chapter, about the strongest Forbidden Divine Power of the Twilight of the Gods—unfathomable.

Even if Ye Chen, a Chaos Young Supreme attempted to comprehend it, without several months, it would be difficult to truly understand a fragment, for it is the Emperor’s Forbidden Chapter—the most essential and profound Chapter, created through half a lifetime of every Supreme Emperor’s efforts.

Today, the Angel God Emperor personally chants the scriptures, using Emperor Dao’s sounds to read, imprinting one character at a time into Ye Chen’s heart’s deepest core, aiming to transmit in the greatest measure, allowing him deeper comprehension, understanding, and quicker mastery of the Forbidden Chapter.

Thus, this persisted for a considerable amount of time before Christie slowly stopped, her whole figure appearing somewhat ephemeral, as though exhausting all her strength.

Yet she looked at Ye Chen, still bathed in the Holy Light, with a hint of gratification, a solace for the future of the Sealing Universe.

Having such a youth, not inferior to Wuxiang King’s boundless potential, also being a Chaos Young Supreme, even without unexpected transcending, achieving eternal life, there’s potential to become the strongest Emperor, akin to the Heavenly Emperor, Emperor Supreme Saint, Combat Saint Ancestor, Time-Space Emperor, each possessing peak combat power, with chances to influence future cosmic transformations.

Rumbling—

At this moment, Ye Chen was thoroughly lost in the Angel Emperor Clan’s Holy Scripture, the boundless Emperor Scripture’s Profound Meaning, also the Forbidden Chapter personally chanted by the Angel God Emperor, as though tangible, enabling Ye Chen’s most direct penetration, comprehension, and understanding, falling into a state of complete enlightenment.

Every moment, his comprehension and understanding of the Angel Emperor Scripture reached another level, and the Primordial Holy Light emanating from his body grew more intense.

The Chaos Ancient Energy surrounding his body had long disappeared, replaced entirely by the boundless Primordial Holy Light, radiating immensely, illuminating every corner of the space, becoming the singular point of heaven and earth.

This lasted for a full month.

Ye Chen was completely immersed in the Emperor Clan’s Holy Scripture, unable to extricate himself, chanting scriptures incessantly, and at the back of the Chaos Saint Soul, a sacred halo emerged, dazzling brightly, portraying him as supremely divine and holy, untouchable, demanding reverence and worship from all spirits.

In the midst, he continually envisioned countless mythic catastrophic scenes, where the Heavenly Gods all perished, staining the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths with blood, collapsing the Ten Thousand Realms, the twilight becoming a bleak blood red.

In the repeated mythic destruction, he continuously comprehended the ultimate secret of Twilight of the Gods from this final forbidden Chapter.

A month later, Ye Chen, bathed in infinite Holy Light, suddenly awoke, his hands fiercely drawing out profound Dao trajectories. Then the tragic scenes of the gods falling appeared repeatedly, spreading throughout the world, alongside the fall of Heavenly Gods, divine blood staining the twilight, exceptionally tragic.

That was the Twilight of the Gods that Ye Chen was waving and displaying. Once it appeared, all heavens crumbled, the tragic aura spread across the Heavenly and Myriads of Realms, filling every inch of the Great World with the sorrow of all life perishing, bringing boundless melancholy and endless fear.

On one side, the angel God Emperor’s illusory figure watched Ye Chen’s display, feeling genuinely relieved.

This child’s comprehension is extraordinary; in just a month, he has preliminarily grasped both the Angel Emperor Scripture and the ultimate secret of the final forbidden Chapter.

Of course, much credit goes to Christie, the angel God Emperor, who personally recited the scripture. Otherwise, no matter how intelligent Ye Chen is, it’s impossible to comprehend so thoroughly within a mere month.

After all, this was created by a Supreme Emperor, dedicating his lifetime effort to its creation; it’s not something easily comprehended.

However, Ye Chen’s own monstrous comprehension was necessary.

Finally, Ye Chen opened his eyes, fully awakened, rose tall, and solemnly bowed to the side, where Christie’s elusive figure of grace stood, "Thank you for the grace of imparting, Great Emperor."

Although he now, relying on himself, has embarked on a new path on the Chaos Dao, it doesn’t mean the Angel Emperor Scripture is meaningless. On the contrary, these scriptures are the lifelong effort of the Emperor’s creation, containing their enlightenment on the Dao, also allowing Ye Chen to draw parallels, deepening his understanding of the Chaos Dao, walking further on this path.

Moreover, the characteristic of Primordial Holy Light purifies all things, somewhat similar to Chaos Ancient Energy. If this trait is also integrated into Chaos Ancient Energy, it will make its power even more formidable, dissolving all things, all Daos, becoming unbeatable.

Christie softly said, "Alright, since everything is handed to you, my mission should end now. It’s time to leave."

As the words fell, Christie seemed even more ethereal, almost disappearing, transformed into a brilliant rain of Holy Light, starting to drift away, dissipating into the world.

"Great Emperor, when can we meet again?" Ye Chen asked.

Christie smiled slightly, moving ancient and modern times: "When you transcend life and death, that is the time to meet again."

Puff—

As the last moment of speech ended, the angel God Emperor thoroughly transformed into light rain, dispersing, no longer exists.

"Junior sends off the Great Emperor!"

Ye Chen shouted loudly, bowed respectfully, sending off Christie’s departure.

After a while, Ye Chen slowly straightened his slender figure, lifted his head to survey the repaired Supreme Trial Space, smiled slightly, then stepped forward.

Swish—

His whole figure vanished.

Meanwhile, in the Trial Ancient City, outside the Supreme Ancient Tower, many people waited for half a month after the tower’s fierce shaking, yet Ye Chen did not appear. Some even believed that the external Combat Saint King was indeed monstrous, but ultimately could not defy the heavens, failed the Supreme Trial, fell in the trial.

Even Aben once thought so, but Mo Haishen and Luoo Guyun always sensed Ye Chen’s presence through a thread of Divine Soul, assured he’s alive, just inexplicably remaining in the Supreme Ancient Tower, not appearing.

This reduced Aben’s worry a bit, recalling the extraordinary worldly nature of the master, mostly likely undergoing enlightenment inside.

Thus, another half month passed, totaling about forty days since Ye Chen entered the Supreme Ancient Tower.

Many creatures in the city dispersed at this time.

Aben sat quietly outside the Supreme Ancient Tower, silently meditating.

Mo Haishen and Luoo Guyun, two young supreme servants, did the same.

Swish—

Suddenly, a figure appeared before the Supreme Ancient Tower, black hair flowing, a moon imprint between the eyebrows.

Ye Chen has emerged!