Eternal Holy Emperor

Chapter 1857: Chapter 1672: Father and Son!

Yun Yan!

Just two simple words, yet they felt like two terrifying Ancient Divine Mountains, heavily striking Ye Chen’s heart, making it quiver. That invincible punch was unable to land no matter what.

Others might still be suspicious, but as Ye Chen, how could he not know what this name represented?

If we trace it back, in his previous life when he was Qian Yue, he underwent reincarnation just to save another beloved wife, Yu Qing, and willingly reincarnated at the peak of Divinity Transformation without entering the Saintly Treasure.

He lost all his memories, entering a world called Earth in a state of ignorance, gradually growing from a baby and eventually awakening as an adult, slowly regaining the former memories of Qian Yue.

In this state of gradual awakening, he had entered another seemingly illusory world to train, traveling through time and space to ancient times, arriving at a place called the Divine Domain Ancient Country, experiencing many things, and even marrying a princess named Yun Yan.

At that time, Yun Yan was carrying his child, but he always thought it was all an illusion and not real.

However, the mother of the War Saint Qian Xun before him was also named Yun Yan.

Ye Chen wanted to ask if this Yun Yan was not that Yun Yan?

But War Saint Qian Xun seemed to know what he was thinking and coldly smiled at this heartless man, saying, "My mother Yun Yan, the princess of the Divine Domain Ancient Country."

This simple sentence shattered Ye Chen’s illusion entirely, and at the same time, the chains within War Saint Qian Xun broke apart, his Holy Body Golden Blood Qi exploded completely, resembling a vast ocean.

But more importantly, the moment this chain shattered, a special feeling suddenly transmitted from the bottom of Ye Chen’s heart.

This feeling was just like the one when he first met Little Chenxi—a feeling of blood being thicker than water, an urge to draw closer, to be affectionate, irreplaceable, yet it came from the enemy before him, War Saint Qian Xun.

There was no doubt, this explained everything.

The War Saint Qian Xun before him was very likely his relative, and this likelihood could even mean he was his... son!

Just the thought of this possibility made Ye Chen’s heart tremble uncontrollably. He looked at War Saint Qian Xun in disbelief, wanting to deny it.

But this feeling of blood being thicker than water told him so truthfully.

Qian Xun really was his son.

Because he was Yun Yan’s child, and Princess Yun Yan was pregnant with his own flesh and blood.

Moreover, he also had the Combat Saint Body, and though only the Holy Body Bloodline achieved through the Combat Saint Technique could truly accomplish this, it was not entirely impossible.

When all of this made sense, Ye Chen’s heart trembled violently, and a wave of bitterness slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Just moments ago, he almost killed his own son.

A scene of father and son harming each other—how ironic it was, yet it undeniably happened right before his eyes.

Ye Chen looked closely at War Saint Qian Xun, examining his features, and indeed, upon closer inspection, they bore some resemblance to his past self.

"Qian Xun, Qian Xun, with Qian as the family name and a Holy Body. I should have thought of it long ago..." Ye Chen smiled bitterly. How could there be so many coincidences in the world? There had been many proofs enough to indicate Qian Xun’s identity as his son.

But precisely because it was too unbelievable, he never thought of it.

Qian Xun sneered softly, silent as a stone.

In the distant sky, all the strong ones were puzzled. Clearly, the Combat Saint King had the absolute advantage, capable of killing War Saint Qian Xun with one strike. Why, at the last moment, did he not act, and observing his expression, it seemed rather strange, arousing curiosity.

"Daddy?"

Yaya and Little Chenxi were also puzzled, wanting to inquire, but the space was isolated, making it impossible for outsiders to pry.

Many were curious about what exactly happened between the two, causing such a reversal at the last moment.

Suppressing the tremor in his heart, Ye Chen gently asked, "How is your mother... doing?"

Asking this question made Ye Chen feel nervous, a feeling he hadn’t experienced in so many years, resurfacing once more.

He thought of that gentle woman, unchanged as ever, and unexpectedly, she wasn’t a mere illusion but was real, stirring waves of longing in his heart. His affection surged, and regarding this son whose identity he could confirm, his eyes softened.

Faced with the gentle gaze of the Combat Saint King, who was nominally his father, War Saint Qian Xun also felt an unexplained tremor in his heart. But he immediately hardened himself, coldly saying, "My mother is fine, and she doesn’t require the concern of a heartless man like you. You should continue pursuing your beautiful women and enjoying life, ha."

"I’m sorry."

Ye Chen had always been unexpressive of emotions. Faced with such a scene, even abandoning an apology, he didn’t know how to dispel the other party’s misunderstanding.

Could he really say he always thought Yun Yan was merely an illusion, unreal?

Undoubtedly, this sounded ridiculous, but he had always believed so.

Upon hearing this, War Saint Qian Xun laughed heartily, the laughter tinged with a peculiar sadness: "Sorry? Hahaha, who would’ve thought the unrivaled Combat Saint King would apologize to someone."

Then, his tone shifted sharply, coldness emanating: "But you have apologized to the wrong person, not me, but my mother. She waited for you for many years, never seeing you come to find her, disappointing her waiting. Now I finally understand, you found several prettier women, abandoning my mother. But it’s okay, it’s okay for my mother to see for herself the true face of a beast in human clothing like you, to see what you’re really like."

To this, Ye Chen only managed a bitter smile, unable to argue back. Especially when this person before him was indeed his flesh-and-blood son, he found himself unable to act, shaking his head, "Things aren’t as you imagine them to be. Please tell me your mother’s whereabouts, and I will go find her."

"Dream on." War Saint Qian Xun sternly refused, coldly saying, "Initially, I wanted to tie you up and drag you back to kowtow and confess to my mother, but now there’s no need. A man who abandons his wife can just live or die on his own, my mother only needs me."

How could Ye Chen allow this? It was one thing not to know, but now that he knew Yun Yan truly existed and even gave him a child with the Holy Body Bloodline, he felt immense guilt and longed to see that gentle and virtuous woman right away.

No matter what, Yun Yan was his wife, and he needed to bring her back.

"What will it take for you to forgive me?" Ye Chen looked at Qian Xun, gently asking with remorse.

Qian Xun’s gaze instantly intensified, each word carrying icy killing intent: "If I were to say, to forgive, you must take your own life before my eyes, would you be willing?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen grinned, his teeth gleaming white: "As long as you forgive me, as you wish!"