Eternal Holy Emperor

Chapter 1859: Chapter 1674: Resurrection from Death!

"Wait a moment!"

A soft voice made the girl, filled with the intent to kill, immediately stop her attack.

Turning around, she saw a familiar figure appear beside her, as handsome and imposing as ever, standing there, his gentle hand holding hers, with a warm smile.

Who else could this be but Ye Chen?

Seeing the sudden appearance of this figure, everyone was taken aback.

Wasn’t the Combat Saint King self-detonated?

Moreover, such a self-detonation was not an ordinary one; both the physical body and the most crucial Divine Soul were supposed to be torn apart leaving nothing behind, not a single fragment.

But standing before them was the genuine Combat Saint King, intact and complete, with abundant and majestic Qi Mechanism, causing the earth to tremble with each breath, accompanied by an invisible pressure impacting the world, making all the powerful ones feel a vast sense of oppression.

No sign of weakness at all.

How could this be happening?

"Dad!"

Beside him, Yaya was overjoyed, and Little Chenxi flew over; despite her young age, she was quite strong, able to walk in the air.

The Four Young Supreme Beings of the Moon Palace and Nine Snakes were truly joyful from the bottom of their hearts.

Ye Chen nodded and smiled at them, then looked towards Qianxun.

Qianxun’s eyes suddenly burned brightly, showing a flicker of surprise, but soon detected something was wrong, and his face turned cold: "Didn’t you say you were going to die? Why aren’t you dead?"

"You bastard, what do you mean?" Yaya’s eyes were wide with fury, wanting to kill Qianxun.

But this question puzzled not only Qianxun, but everyone else as well.

Cough—

Suddenly, Ye Chen’s imposing figure shuddered, with blood slowly seeping from the corner of his mouth, his face pale and a frightening blood scar appeared at his brow, alarming everyone.

"Dad, are you okay?" Yaya beside him panicked and urgently grabbed Ye Chen.

Ye Chen shook his head slightly, indicating that it was nothing, and then calmly spoke: "Indeed, I did die, but resurrected."

"Impossible!" Qianxun snorted coldly, his eyes sternly glaring.

Ye Chen revealed the truth: "Primordial!"

Yes, it was the Time-Space Emperor Skill — Primordial!

Primordial was the immortal emperor technique founded by the Time-Space Emperor, able to reverse time and space, revert everything to its most original state.

He had long set up the Time-Space Emperor Skill, inscribed within the Chaos Tripod.

Though he had self-detonated, shattered into pieces, with Primordial, everything could be reversed, returning to the initial state, reshaping form and spirit.

Of course, such a self-detonation of form and spirit could not be completely restored even by Primordial, requiring a high price as the cost for reversing time.

Otherwise, as the creator of Primordial, the Time-Space Emperor, the Strongest Emperor, it stands to reason that if other emperors or immortals fell, he could just casually reverse time and resurrect them?

Time cannot be reversed, even the mighty Time-Space Emperor could not casually reverse time and resurrect everything.

The more powerful the resurrected being, the greater the rebound force the caster needs to endure.

If resurrecting emperors or Supreme Immortals of such supreme existences, the rebound force wouldn’t be merely from this world or Ancient Universe’s Heavenly Dao rebound; it would face immense backlash from Chaos Sea in the future.

Such terrifying rebound force might be too much for even the Strongest Emperor, potentially leading to their demise.

After all, the universe values balance, everything has a cause and effect balance.

If unbalanced, it could lead to the collapse of rules structuring Chaos Sea; the entire Chaos Sea would crumble leading everything to destruction, countless epochs leading to ultimate doom.

This is the balance.

Only in the correct place, at the right time, can some reversal of time and resurrection of deceased beings be undertaken.

More importantly, since Ye Chen was not yet a true Supreme Emperor, his Dao was not as integrated with Heavenly and Ten Thousand Paths as an emperor or immortal; the price for resurrection was much less than such supreme existences.

Moreover, having paid an adequate price, and being the caster himself, combining various conditions, could then he reverse everything and resurrect.

Yet, both Yaya and Qianxun, being proficient in time and space, naturally understood the cost of such a time reversal.

At the least, leaving terrifying Dao injury that could harm the foundation, at the worst, even time would be irreversible.

This is truly risking one’s life!

But Ye Chen really risked his life, having truly self-detonated, leaving Qianxun staring in silence at this father in name, unable to speak for the moment.

"Dad, you’ve gone too far, if you couldn’t successfully reverse, you’d truly have perished completely." Yaya’s eyes were red, tears falling, filled with reproach and concern.

"I’m sorry."

Ye Chen wiped away the teardrop from her eye, seeing the worry in her eyes, full of his deepest apologies, then chuckled: "But you know I’m the Undying in a Hundred Battles, all the experiences I’ve had proved it; neither this world, this universe, nor this Chaos Sea can kill me. Every fall leads to returning triumphantly in a stronger manner, doesn’t it?"

Throughout his cultivation, every seeming fall led to a triumphant return, resurrecting defying the heavens, undying in a hundred battles.

It seems this world cannot take him.

Indeed, Ye Chen never planned true demise; he still has many things to do, his wife and children, people around him to protect.

He could die, but at least not now, needing to protect those around him in the ultimate battle when facing inevitable death.

Only then would he be willing to truly fall.

"Next time you’re not allowed to do this." Yaya huffed, but in worry breathed a sigh of relief, seeing her father alive was better than anything.

Ye Chen chuckled and nodded, then looked at Qianxun, softly saying: "I’ve done what you said. Can you forgive me now?"

Qianxun clenched his fists, staring at him, knowing he risked his life to earn forgiveness.

But wanting him to forgive?

Perhaps it’s not unwillingness but resentment and deep grudges accumulated over time; wanting to forgive now feels too abrupt, difficult to overcome psychologically.

He needs to calm down alone.

Swish—

Yet the next moment, he turned and soared into the sky atop the Golden Winged Roc, tearing through the void, disappearing into it.

"Child!"

Ye Chen wanted to chase, genuinely acknowledge this son and also find back Princess Yun Yan, to make up for past mistakes.

But behind him, Yaya stood tall, and Little Chenxi flew towards him, these were his biological children too.

After a long time, he could only sigh inwardly, Yun Yan, I’m sorry.

If there’s a chance in the future, he will certainly seek Princess Yun Yan, apologize personally, and bring her back personally.