At the same time, Ye Chen was still unaware of what was happening outside the Jiuyan Emperor Star. With Elder Xuan Dao's help, he took Aben with him, stepped onto the big cauldron and left, shuttling rapidly through the endless space turbulence, his speed pushed to the extreme.
On the Chaos Tripod itself, even faint glimmers of time and space were circulating.
Right now, he was sitting cross-legged atop the Chaos Tripod, his aura withered.
Although he had broken through, it did not mean his Divine Power had fully recovered. On the contrary, that had only been a sudden surge of Divine Power; and under the execution of the Chaos Three Styles, it had been completely exhausted. At this moment, his Divine Power was depleted, and he was exceedingly weak.
Still, Ye Chen was by no means an easy character. Above his head a ring of black hole manifested, whipping up a boundless storm in the endless space turbulence, swallowing down immeasurable violent Divine Power.
