Shrouding the Heavens: Empress, I am truly not the Desolate Heavenly Emperor!

Within the Peach Blossom Spring, fallen petals were scattered in profusion.

The Empress remained lying on the couch carved from ten-thousand-year-old black ice jade, her sleeping face serene.

That terrifying demonic will seemed truly exhausted, now lying dormant deep within, with only the pure aura belonging to "Nannan" flowing through it.

Ye Chen approached quietly, and only after confirming that the Empress showed no signs of waking up did he plop down on the ground.

hungry.

An unprecedented hunger suddenly erupted from the depths of every cell.

It's not hunger in the stomach, it's hunger at its core.

Having just broken through to the Divine Bridge Realm, the Devouring Heaven Dao Evolution Scripture within his body is like a revived ancient furnace, urgently needing a massive amount of fuel to maintain its operation.

Although the Nine-Aperture Stone Heart he had previously devoured possessed immense energy, it had been completely exhausted during the process of reshaping his physical body and offsetting the impact of the Dao injury.

Ye Chen right now is like driving a Ferrari with an empty gas tank.

If he doesn't replenish his energy quickly, this domineering technique will even begin to devour his own life essence!

"This technique is powerful, but it's incredibly fuel-consuming."

Ye Chen gave a wry smile, took out a few thousand-year-old spiritual herbs he had previously plundered from his pocket, and stuffed them into his mouth like eating radishes.

Click, click.

Several spiritual herbs, enough to cause bloodshed in the outside world, were completely digested by the black hole-like life spring without even a splash after being swallowed.

The hunger not only didn't subside, but actually intensified.

"No, these grass roots and tree bark can't fill this bottomless pit at all."

Ye Chen clutched his stomach, his eyes darting around the Peach Blossom Spring.

Peaches? I've already eaten them; eating more might make me too weak to handle the nourishment.

Enlightenment tea tree leaves? Those enhance the spirit and soul, but they don't fill you up.

Finally, his gaze settled on the small pond beside the Empress.

The Divine Fountain of Emperor's Tears.

That was a tear shed by the Ruthless Great Emperor when he was moved, which merged with the essence of heaven and earth to form a divine spring.

The water was calm and still, radiating a faint, multicolored glow.

Previously, Ye Chen had almost exploded and died after only taking a small sip. But now, having mastered the "Devouring Heaven Dao Scripture," he felt he could drain the entire pool of water.

"Drinking this pool water... it's a bit strange, but to survive, I can't care about anything else."

Ye Chen licked his lips and moved closer to the pool.

however.

When he lowered his head and gazed closely at the sacred spring, his movements suddenly froze.

Previously, my cultivation level was too low to see clearly.

At this moment, Ye Chen, who had attained the Divine Bridge Realm and activated the "Dao Injury Synchronization" perspective, saw something different through the crystal-clear spring water.

This pool of water is so deep that the bottom cannot be seen.

Beneath the seemingly calm surface of the water, about a hundred feet deep, lay a dense, impenetrable shadow.

The shadow was not still.

It's like a beating heart, or a breathing living thing; with each beat, it causes the surrounding space to distort slightly.

The Empress's tear hovered directly above the shadow, radiating a gentle yet irresistible imperial might, firmly suppressing it below.

"This is……"

Ye Chen's pupils suddenly contracted.

He suddenly realized.

Who is the Ruthless Great Emperor? How could her single tear simply fall to the ground and turn into a spring?

This is hardly a divine spring.

This is clearly a prison!

This drop of imperial tear exists to suppress that thing below!

"Gulp."

Ye Chen swallowed hard.

Reason told him that something personally suppressed by the emperor was an absolute terror and an omen of great misfortune, and he should get as far away from it as possible.

but.

At this moment, the "Devouring Heaven Dao Scripture" within his body began to stir wildly.

The feeling was like a wolf that hadn't eaten for three days and three nights smelling the incredibly delicious scent of blood.

eager.

An extreme desire.

The thing that was suppressed contained unimaginable primordial energy!

"Fortune favors the bold..."

As Ye Chen stared at the shadowy figure, the fear in his eyes was gradually replaced by a frenzied gambler's mentality.

"Although the Yao Guang Holy Land has retreated, they must have laid a trap outside. Once they realize what's happening and return with their ultimate imperial weapons, I will surely die."

"Although the Empress is a powerful figure, this powerful figure could turn into a deadly demon at any time."

"In this world, only the strongest fist matters."

Ye Chen took a deep breath, his eyes turning ruthless.

"The bold get rich, the timid starve."

"Let's do it!"

Ye Chen sat down cross-legged and formed a strange hand seal.

The Dao Yan Jue: The Imitation of Gods!

hum!

A mysterious energy emanated from him.

Instead of directly touching the shadow, he began to simulate the Empress's aura.

Thanks to the previous "Dao Injury Synchronization", he had a thorough understanding of the Empress's spiritual energy frequency.

Gradually, Ye Chen began to exude a faint, cool, and somewhat arrogant imperial aura. Although very weak, it was essentially of the same origin as the Empress's.

"go!"

Ye Chen's mind stirred.

A wisp of jet-black divine consciousness, carrying this disguised imperial might, silently burrowed into the divine spring like a swimming fish.

Icy.

Bone-chilling cold.

The water of the divine spring is no ordinary water; every drop is as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth and controlled his divine sense to continue descending.

Ten feet... fifty feet... eighty feet...

The deeper you go, the stronger the feeling of oppression becomes.

When his divine sense descended to ninety feet, Ye Chen finally saw clearly what was being suppressed.

That's not a living thing.

That was a... fragment of bronze.

It was only the size of a palm, covered in green rust, and looked tattered, like scrap metal picked up from a garbage dump.

However, beneath those rusted bronze surfaces, several ancient runes could be faintly seen.

Just one glance at those runes nearly shattered Ye Chen's divine sense.

A gray aura swirled around the fragment. It wasn't spiritual energy, nor was it death energy, but something far more fundamental—source energy!

Moreover, it was "corrupted source energy" tainted by some ominous curse.

"Is this... a fragment of the Celestial Palace? Or some kind of ancient forbidden object?"

Ye Chen was horrified.

But he did not back down.

The Devouring Heaven Dao Scripture within his body had reached its limit, forming a wildly spinning vortex in his dantian.

"Give it to me...suck it!"

Ye Chen gave a low shout.

That wisp of divine consciousness instantly transformed into a large mouth, not to swallow the fragment (that would be suicide), but rather to carefully bite at the wisp of gray source energy swirling around the fragment.

This is like trying to pluck a tiger's whiskers right next to its mouth.

Sizzle—!

The moment the divine sense touched that wisp of primordial energy.

The once lifeless bronze fragments suddenly trembled.

A violent, insane will, filled with a destructive desire, rushed into Ye Chen's mind along with that wisp of primordial energy.

"Insects...die!!!"

It was an old and evil voice, as if it came from the depths of hell.

boom!

Ye Chen felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his soul trembling violently.

Blood was flowing from his seven orifices, his body was trembling violently, and it seemed that his soul was about to be overwhelmed by this will.

"Damn! This is a disaster!"

Ye Chen cursed inwardly.

At this critical moment.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the sleeping empress not far away. With his last bit of strength, he visualized the image of that "brother" in his mind.

And, in his heart, he screamed wildly:

"Darling! Someone hit your brother!!!"